Her feathers are her pride
And skin her feathers hide,
Her skin so pale and pink and frail,
She suffers deep inside.
All wildernesses hail
And marvel at her tail,
But she will plunder what lies under
And her heart will fail.
Someday she will blunder.
Then everyone will wonder
If shadows cast will ever last
And push away the thunder.
Someday she will blunder. Then everyone will wonder..........maybe!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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