Poem -
Mole
Mole mole roll roll
Up the hill you feel is a black hole.
So so foe foe
I'll not let away with tasking you
What you sow sow.
A mole may mow down
My charge of that mole.
A mole may have never been all that beautiful.
But mole sees how I have perceived
Work is not finished
Until loves on it's knees.
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Comments
lol oh how very true a mole is a grafter and so too is love. Two hard working metaphors at work right here. Love this so original as yours always are. 🌹
Nailed it
Ah... you wrote it. I remember you said. I agree with Shirley here Rory. Marvelous write x