4-18-99
After clearing the weedy green
And rested in my seat,
A bright shade of red caught my eye.
It was a charming bird.
It zipped away
And back to view
Then again vanished
From my sight
As quickly as its approach.
Copyright © Wm Paul | Year Posted 2012
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