RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Watching Nature Crow - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Watching nature crow,
seeing a black crow hop into a tree
and climb a little ways up,
hiding behind leaves and cawing at me.
Looking around, the crow watches people
walking by - the same as I do.
Only he's a little more noisy about it.
Flying out of the tree, he lands on a
bird feeder and begins to eat seeds for
breakfast that someone has provided for him.
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