Baby Thrush Poem by james watkin

Baby Thrush



Past figuring why had fallen out
Of it cot, this baby thrush
Shake do I, for more than claw's prowling;
For what, in handling, might crush!

Saturday, February 23, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: bird
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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