Bird Call Poem by Daniel Miltz

Bird Call



Hark, the calls of birds
O' how the time seemed to fly
Wide open sky south
Squeak, cheep, peep, tweedle-lee-dee
A tree remembers sadly

© daniel miltz

Bird Call
Monday, May 4, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: birds
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Daniel Miltz

Daniel Miltz

Detroit, Michigan
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