It finally ends.....
I, a once thriving community is now abandoned due to labor mobility. I am wailing to come back to life.
I’m into such feeling before
But I never entertain such things
Which cause everybody to think...
The narration is story type!!! Wdout rhyming words!!! Hope u get the poem!!! Hope u ll love it!!!! To the love of wind!!! To tat wind!!!! 14*14*27*27
Between mountains of blue florets
Forty seven degrees to the south
Up inside the only tree house in view...