Tag: Osprey
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Wednesday’s Poem
A mum’s poem: Where Daisy Chains Lie Through the thronged streets. Applause rippled in waves As they strode along High St, Road and Avenue, Remembering other roads As familiar now as these. Wishtan, Nad e Ali Musa Qul’ah In whose parched soil, Strands of daisy chains Lay buried under the dirt To trip the unwary…