Little Fly With No Flag Poem by Zoila T. Flores

Little Fly With No Flag



In the middle of a task,
Unrelenting, there he was;
No requested, no permission,
All inspection at my cause.

Tiny little flying creature,
Navigating at my sight,
From one bottle jumped to next one,
All distraction with no right.

All the focus on the adorning,
Was diverted by this fly,
He persisted on performing,
Such a scene to my eye.

Sunday, February 12, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: fly
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While seating at a nice restaurant could enjoy of a dancing fruit fly.
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