Did you hear of the hare that survived in the wild without having sharp teeth? It confounded the skeptics even more with its little feet and baffled them 'cos it’s manner was mild So- maybe we could all learn from... Continue Reading →
My chicks squeal in protest Their beaks agape with hunger And squalls becoming stronger Searching over hills With the eyes of a mother A hare for dinner (#Cherita) ©Vivian Zems Posted for dVerse poets Pub- Hosted by Kim Russell. Inspired by... Continue Reading →
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