The Wishing Well

A magnificent piece of brilliant depth, I can see those sad tired people in the park. Michael has done a wonder with this piece. Please stop in and pay him a visit, and feel free to comment on original post ❤

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There are pigeons
on the plaza
pecking for crumbs
at the foot of the
at the feet of
park bench fixtures,
who cast day-old bread
on the ground
and toss pennies
on the water.
Children run,
scatter the birds,
wishing tbey could
While gazing from
cold benches,
hooded eyes
watch coppers
glitter and flash
in the winter sun,
they still believed
in wishes,
they could still

M. Zane McClellan

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