By: Ardis E. Parshall - October 11, 2018 To the Sea Gull By Clara Laster Your wings still ride upon the curve of light,Leaving a burrowed lake among the hills,And crescent clouds have also churned the height,To form your nest above the rolling fields.Do you hear voices, as in days gone by,When you emerged to help the plight of man?Did pangs of hunger bring you from the sky,Or was it God who called you to the land?But you did come, a neig...
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