Collaborative Poem Collection! :]

A group of us are making a collaboration of poems containing one line from the poem before it.

           Scarecrow and the Scared Crow.

To not know,
leaves me at a loss
with one less button
in the mouth of a crow.
Learning from where
I have stepped
shows me the gaps
and knees with laps
of where I leapt.
But I have found
that when winds
wind to and fro,
my eyes bind
and turn all around.
So I keep looking onward
to find things I don't know,
or people I once loved
or feathers from those
one less full
of the crows.

The End

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