Flock of Birds Paint the Sky Beautiful
under the blue sky
over the earth's pie
one thru ten they fly
fifty five birds spry
followers not shy
a triangles ply
on point, flanked they vie
I can hear their cry
I can see their tri
wings on wings they lie
as all birds comply
and my joys sky high
yet I blink my eye
and swish they've gone by
9/29/22
A Flock of Birds Poetry Contest
Sponsor-Julia Ward
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Copyright © Connie Pachecho | Year Posted 2022
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