There He Is Poem by timmy conway

There He Is



There he is
A blackbird
Singing his song
Perfected after a million rehearsals
Brought to flame on this April day
A hawk standing on air
Casting a beady eye
On our singing bird
Swoops
And robs us of our inheritance.

Thursday, March 23, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: day
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Chimy Chon Wi 21 December 2018

This preom is my Number 2 daughter. Mauragi Chon Wi Number 4 favourite. Great works.👍

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