Park Bench Poem by June Walker
Park Bench
I sit on a park bench;
the traffic roar dies to a distant rumble,
birds begin to chirp
in trees and bushes.
I hear one so sweetly sing; I search…
There on the fence she perches.
She's rounder than a tennis ball-
a drab brown sparrow
with a linnet's voice.
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Bird at my local park
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