Quiet Little Bird Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Quiet Little Bird



Autumn leaves sitting on a branch, colors beautifully
sitting upon them, alluring passersby to look and ad-
mire them as a whole.

A little bird quietly sitting on the branch a little
way from their beauty, back turned to them, looking
in the opposite direction.

Preferring to see the rest of the countryside and
not just one little detail of it.

Saturday, December 12, 2015
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