to the river

a sky of blackbirds and blue jays 

does never cross my mind


as much as deserts and cacti

all be in short supply.


and though i of the sea proclaim

the safety of my heart


the river babbly by my side

shall never soon depart. 


This poem is about: 
Our world
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