Al Gibson

(Baker, Florida, USA)

The Performance

With grace and fury into the arena the birds flew,
daunting their colors while showing no fear,
they lit in the grass to drink of the morning dew,
quenching their thirst, they sang sweet music to our ears. They all played while listening for any sound of danger,
Triumphantly they'd joust and display their noble pride,
when suddenly with a gust of wind there appears a stranger,
They each took flight, attempting to find a place to hide,
But there was no need for alarm as a haw

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