Attempting to maintain dignity in the face of a sudden influx of sparrows he stands his ground, valiantly defending the bread he was enjoying alone, until the onslaught of this avian battalion.
Mmmm, lovely poem and imagery. How long can he hold out and keep his bread, I wonder? One old warrior against a whole battalion of young bloods, no? Sometimes life feels that way too, like a battle to keep whatever we think we've gained. Thanks for a thought provoking post!
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Mmmm, lovely poem and imagery. How long can he hold out and keep his bread, I wonder? One old warrior against a whole battalion of young bloods, no? Sometimes life feels that way too, like a battle to keep whatever we think we've gained. Thanks for a thought provoking post!
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