"Today I was Happy, so I made this Poem", by James Wright
- susanalabordeblaj
- Dec 1, 2015
- 1 min read
As the plump squirrel scampers
Across the roof of the corncrib,
The moon suddenly stands up in the darkness,
And I see that it is impossible to die.
Each moment of time is a mountain.
An eagle rejoices in the oak trees of heaven,
Crying
This is what I wanted.

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