HardwoodA Poem by PeteHeaven is under our feet as well as over our heads. - ThoreauPhoto Credit - John Gehan Iphone Photography Pinterest in this flagrant foul of a city i found the park down by the water in my teary lamenta sanctuary an asylum a sort of home away from despair little did i know that i would meet so many others with hard-luck stories taking their own inventories walking their dogs and throwing them a bone turns out i'm far from alone now i know what benches are for i thank god that heaven has a hardwood floor and an open door © 2021 PeteAuthor's Note
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