Unwelcome MatA Poem by PeteWe now no longer camp as for a night, but have settled down on earth and forgotten heaven. - Thoreauhung my coat and flung my hat another lonely, hungry, wanting soul begat flapped my arms and started to fly trying to find heaven before i die faith and love being the winds that carry me high at least until i go splat on the doorstep of someone's unwelcome mat forgetting how to cry © 2025 PeteAuthor's Note
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