I am all alone 
sitting on this river stone
shades of dark blue and gray
lights fading slowly away
a squeal from a falcon with its brown feather
rattling from mice in the heather
where have all the others gone
It should be laughter but there is none
I am all alone
balancing on a river stone
surrounded by the water sound
Still, the stone is on solid ground
– JE
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