Diana Rosser


Birds - Poem by Diana Rosser

They fly through my heart
small measures of joy
beating away
early morning
melancholy.

I sit, wrapped with coffee
feasting my eyes through
the window
on their coming
and going.

The song of their voice
replenishes me
as I step out
to fill
their table.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 16, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, August 17, 2012


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