Monday, January 31, 2022

Tiny Birds


Tiny Birds
By Lord R.e. Taylor

I can hear you wings
Flittering through the leaves
Flashes of red between the green
And your soft song echoing in the air
You do make me wonder
Why do you always fly so low
Don't you wonder about the treetops
The highest branches you can see
Aren't you curious about the sky above
Or are you happy in your own little world
Without ever knowing what you are missing

Photo by © Greg B. Miles - MMXI

© Poem – I/XXXI/MMXXII

 

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