bare little tree - small bird's nest revealed (we imagine a goose one webbed foot curved to twiggy bowl, the other flaps about rowing the air honk! honk! her arm through mine enjoying a giggle). geese 'V' on high but we can't fly. we gallop the drawn lines our dog and our masks. blue sky virus, earth borders - tiny bugs evolve exponentially while big brains check the fences
the goose and the magpie nest
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Out of the Cave 
Giggling with your daughter, you can fly higher than any sky!🙂
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I am not sure this poem makes much sense. 😂😂. But thanks for finding something to say about it. We did have a lovely giggle.
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Quality time has become a bit of a cliche, but it is very important.👍
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Absolutely.
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I really like this one. The first half celebrates nature, the goose, the honking, laughing. The second half, is something of an indictment of our artificial world, our drawn lines, borders, fences. The last couplet is brilliant. It asks, is this all we can do with our big brains? Well done!
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Thank you Bob. I am glad you liked it. I added some punctuation this evening so I think it makes better sense than it did. I was wondering if it was one poem or two. So your feedback is very much appreciated.
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I remember playing with my boys, and it’s just the best time I’ve ever spent. It’s nice to know that they still remember it also.
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Awesome!
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😁
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I wonder if our big brains are up to the task of defeating these hidden enemies, or even defeating our apparent will to defeat ourselves!
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Indeed! Nicely put. 👍
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I so enjoyed the giggling….and the goose’s one foot, rowing the air.
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😁 thanks!
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Love the end:
tiny bugs
evolve exponentially
while big brains
check the fences
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Thank you! 👍🙂
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