LRM poem: Crow, Dove

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Sunday, November 22, 2020

Crow, Dove

Crow, Dove Staring out the window thinking soon it will be cold the snow will begin to fall a little dusting at first then being bury under six feet of it oh well at least I'm home instead being at.... "Tap, Tap" What was that "Tap" It sounds near by, but where "Tap", O it's a bird A crow I think... Sign in to see full entry.

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