We See What We Want See
One day when I was walking in the park,
an old man was feeding birds from his hand;
as I stepped closer to make a remark,
birds fluttered about me- like a dreamland.
He smiled at me giving me some bird seed,
placing many seeds in my open palm;
he said the birds think he has the best feed,
I gave it a whirl trying to be calm.
The vision of the man and birds was sweet,
I never forgot that moment in time;
now, I too go to give the birds a treat,
this man and his birds was a gift sublime.
"And the birds twitter like whispering violins."
Quote - by Constance
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May 29, 2021
Poetry/Rhyme/We See What We Want See
Copyright Protected, ID 05-1359-933-29
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, We See What We Want To See
sponsor, Daniel Turner, Judged 06/09/2021
Third Place
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