Today

Today

A Poem by Sad Unc Days 3562

A False Dawn.
The cows will soon be foaling.
And where am I?
Under the brook.
Stuck in the mud and weeds.
How I wish to soar.
But that was never my Destiny.
Knowingly, or unknowingly,
I picked this.

© 2025 Sad Unc Days 3562


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Added on December 28, 2025
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Sad Unc Days 3562
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