Author Samuel Menashe Stone worn Overgrown Pristine thorns Sheep shorn Tinkling below Roofless walls Rooks overlook I told you so Babbles the brook Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments