giovedì 6 novembre 2014

"Arrivals of the Birds"

The flock of flamingos
stood out against the sky,
began to turn a shade of bright
orange for the upcoming sunset, 
we breathed a feeling of freedom
in the big pond, the dance was
about to begin, the song of swans
accompanied by the croaking of frogs,
fireflies lit as streetlights,
the flapping of the wings
of the pink flamingos,
the eggs were about to hatch,
and the little chicks would have known life.


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