Poems about Animals
I started out with a poem
I was going to write it for you,
But the time never seemed right.
Thru my Holocaust eyes the temple trembles.
I could not help but see life thru the lens of juridiction,
It shouldn't be bothering me this much
I'm considered a grown man to most people
but damn
The little blue bird is alone on the farm
With no one else to keep it from harm
In the beginning of eternity, to the end of time and space.
The beginning of every end, and the end of every place.