The Masquerading Warbler Poem by Gayle Sweeney

The Masquerading Warbler



In shady trees a yellow warbler masqueraded
And by cool, dancing emerald boughs in the breeze hid.
The small, disguised warbler was black masked to my surprise
And so thereby the bright, glorious sunlight belied.
In spring the visiting bird is a welcomed new guest -
A gem, dazzling us from the golden sun's treasure chest.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Constance K Yost 08 October 2010

Hello, This is very lovely-these are the ones I enjoy. I will read more of yours. CY

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