A Blackbird Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
A Blackbird
Chirping, chattering, whining, yelling,
sitting up in a tree.
Seeing his black feathers amid the green
leaves of a tree.
Way up high so as not to be seen - his
voice carries - his presence is made
known by him.
Way up high so as not to be seen - his voice carries - his presence is made known by him. Reading Shawiak is always interesting, entertaining, .........
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4/19/2024 11:08:04 AM # 1.0.0.1119
You captured this moment so beautifully Shawaik!