Most times I felt like a hummingbird, furiously
flapping my wings, fluttering back and forth,
looking hungrily…
Part 31 of the series “A story in many unequal parts, some missing”… Read the whole poem here.
Most times I felt like a hummingbird, furiously
flapping my wings, fluttering back and forth,
looking hungrily…
Part 31 of the series “A story in many unequal parts, some missing”… Read the whole poem here.
Loved this…
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