The Mockingbird came out of the running rose and did not look like this bird but trying to look up and face the day..He shook his wings over and over but gave up and turned around and hollered hey woman fix me some breakfast...Sara
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A Mockingbird sits
'pon the running rose shaking...
fall's first cold downpour
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