Note: The poem was originally posted on my Patreon account on July 19th of 2018. I am currently posting a new poem to my patreon account each day for patron exclusive reading and on this blog one week later for public viewing. If you’d like to see these poems when they are first put up then please consider pledging to my patreon page.
The sparrow’s songbird sings quietly in the woods as not to disturb any potential fears.
The wind whisper’s softly to it’s kin to dry their tears.
Ask not what to do for ye what ye shall not do for thee.
And thus the silence of the birds presence in the trees.
Leave no stone unturned nor no cold grass blade cut out lest ye live without.
The fire kills us all in the end yet we still stand strong.
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