Migrants December 4, 2015February 22, 2016 / Jennifer Jas migrant birds feathers ruffled up by the cold winds of war Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)MoreClick to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
I love this and so many others on your site. Thanks for visiting my web site. I have some haiku hidden among my entries. Safe riding. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Thank you, Gene. And I’m enjoying your haiku, meditations, reflections and other riveting ramblings. LikeLike Reply
Profound indeed, unfortunately….
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I love this and so many others on your site. Thanks for visiting my web site. I have some haiku hidden among my entries. Safe riding.
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Thank you, Gene. And I’m enjoying your haiku, meditations, reflections and other riveting ramblings.
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