SHE SITS ALONE — keithgarrettpoetry

SHE SITS ALONE In her cozy little home, she sits alone, Out of the window the birds sing, they wait. A lady wakes to her day, she sees the sun, A smile on her face as she watches. It’s a beautiful day as she strolls out into the yard, Into her garden with food for […]

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