Poetry || New Beginnings

new beginnings

new beginnings

From my window,
I see disorder across the road,
grownups fighting over
issues children shouldn’t;
clothes being ripped
punches thrown,
peace being disturbed
and yet from a tree on this same road,
an egg breaking,
an anxious mother gleeful
as the young one popped out.
Yet again in the midst of chaos,
peace can be found
and so can new beginnings.
– Dammy

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