Bouncing Feet grey Wagtail (Moticilla Cinerea) Poem by john (called jack) wren

Bouncing Feet grey Wagtail (Moticilla Cinerea)



Take me where sweet silence sits
beside a trickling brook
to watch a shepherd dozing
while resting on his crook.

Take me through tufted grass
disturbed by walkers feet
to dance through pools
where life is bittersweet.

Take me were my bouncing feet
can leap from rock to rock
where insects meet in the Sun
before they run amok.

Take me where I can leave my stamp
that my brood will adorn
with their destiny foretold
on days not yet born.

Saturday, September 25, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: bird
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one of my favourite birds
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