• doozy_dime 5w

    New Generation

    In a green garden
    Sits a family of four
    All of them were quite
    None said a word
    They just gazed down
    On something in their hand
    Everyone one was still
    Except their thumbs
    Which moved constantly
    The cold breeze was blowing
    Filling the garden with scent
    Birds taking their first flight
    Dead leaves drop from the tree
    Yet this family is still
    Like statue they sit
    Like the species of today.