solo by tom clausen 15 Sunday Mar 2015 Posted by Tom Clausen in poems and photos ≈ 2 Comments Tagsphone lines, photography, poetry, solo, spring, tanka it is love we all want and all these ways we go about getting it… how strange in my secluded spot a stranger finds me taking time outfrom the flockto sing a solo Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
I’m certainly one of the solo birds, lovely poem 🙂
Andy, grateful for all the solo songs and for your stopping by… and commenting…