doesn't have to be large.
it can
be small.
it can be this moment
of peace.
sitting
quietly in the yard
saying nothing.
listening.
birds
seem to understand
this
better than we do.
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About Me
- Stephen Chute
- west springfield, virginia, United States
- these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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