She Balanced Herself Perfectly
Trixie Puff piled the rocks in the weirdest way
The woods and the lagoon watched her most of the day
It will never hold her the oak tree whispered to many.
She climbed to the top, and laughed like a New England guinea
Cardinals red came in and sat around, watching her feat.
She’s going to fall a blue jay said from his catbird seat.
Sitting in the crook of the oak who agreed with him totally.
But she balanced herself on that rock pile perfectly.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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