Swans Mate For Life
Because it's said of some sweet spice
A sly and wise old cook Ma Nature
Slipped into their feathery brew
While you and I, big-brained creatures
That we are – clumsy fools
Ignore cell signals
Breaking each others hearts
And holy rules, breaking each other’s
Wings and dreams of flight
Instinct informs these poets of the air
The gift of flight encoded in their genes
They find each other – rare attracting rare.
Copyright © Judith Ritter Leigh | Year Posted 2005
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