They looked at an empty wood
a brick wall, a steel gate
Energy of an ancient kind.
A dove came
‘O child, lost in war, your heart is weak, but your soul travels far.’
They gathered on a scrap of green in the middle of a busy town.
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A truly lovely piece of writing
A truly lovely piece of writing
Thanks for your comment Mo, glad you liked it 😉
Thanks for your comment Mo, glad you liked it 😉