fortunate



so much to be said for fresh air and sunshine

this would be the life
wing through the day biding time
scanning with nimble eyes for some small bits
oh that cuisine of grubs and worms

how fortunate not to be a bird



1 comment:

  1. they are everywhere, these birds, looking for shiny things to pick up with their beaks.

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