The other evening, after a day of torrential rain, I was treated to the sight of dozens of Swallows, swooping for their supper over my house. It made me a little sad to think they’ll be leaving soon, and that the seasons are beginning to change, so this poem may sound just a little wistful… Here’s “Goodbye, Swallows”.
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