![]() Sitting on the cliffA Poem by Jon Roggie
Don't worry,
not what you think. Just a moment in nature, moment to relax. Eagle flies over, landing on the branches. (Yes, not a metaphor, or any kind of trick.) Trees are stunted, damaged by the fires. New growth already began. Sit on the stone, observe the damage so far below, like a scar. Watch, and take hope from the signs of healing. © 2013 Jon RoggieReviews
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Added on January 19, 2013Last Updated on January 19, 2013 Author![]() Jon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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