Fan Tastic
FAN-TASTIC
The fan spins on the ceiling,
Like a robin’s wings, it flutters.
Casting soft, spinning shadows
On white, wood-window shutters.
Does it know, how lovely it is?
The calico cat enjoys its coolness.
The dainty pull-chains nod...yes!
As the fresh cool air, it happily pushes.
A fan, so greatly unappreciated.
Yet it serves us day and night.
It just does its job, with all its might.
Just a fan~~simple, unsophisticated!
6-16-2022
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Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2022
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