Poem -
Beauty
Robins perched upon my fence ,I swear I see them dance .
Gracefully they move their wings , their beauty is by chance , Delicately nature pays a gift to all our eyes to see the beauty and the grace as birds begin to fly .
Robins they are said to be a magic to be seen ,how dainty and delicate are their tiny wings. Flawless in their beauty , no pretense or disguise just grace in their movements as they sore through the skies .
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Hi VAUGHN!!.....I really liked the tack you took here by painting the words into the minds eye of the reader...... by establishing a sense of being earthbound!!.....at the end you allow them their own sense of freedom.......the kind of 'food for thought' that when dangled' most tantalizingly......WORKS beautifully!!.........ALL STARS!!....well done dear poet brother!!!........and .......WELCOME to COSMO!!.........Love & Rockets!!.......T xo ?✴✴❤✴✴?????????????