Foghorn.

Apr 18, 2023

1 min read

By Tanul Maheshwari

Foghorn.

Cacophony of the sounds of the birds,

the crickets’ chirps

and the bees' buzz

overpowers.

The earth loves its foghorn

whether or not we are

a part.

The notes of this song

will fade away,

if we sing our own

separate melody.

By Tanul Maheshwari

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