Just sitting
A little bird sat upon my window steel,
Cheep cheep it hummed as I sat so still,
I wondered how where and when ,why and if ever it had adventures yet,
For I sit still and gaze about no adventures here near or bound,
Sadness forms from sitting still for if I had wings I'd fly free will,
Never more never less the Birdy I assume has many adventures yet!
Copyright © Latoya Kelly | Year Posted 2025
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