Sunday Poem by RIC BASTASA

Sunday



sundae Sunday
with mommy on the lobby
a boy trying to
get loose
from her hold

a fledgling with untried wings
looks at them
from its mother's nest on a tree
fronting the lobby

the boy looks at it
eye to eye they relate themselves to
fright

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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