Poem -

CROWS + things

The bird crow's
It shouldn't because
It is a sparrow
But there is no food
In the feeder
I sympathise
I understand
I crow back
I shouldn't because
I am not a bird
But life can be like that

M ~

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G

Cool little poem Marion! I really enjoyed that. 

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Marion

Thanks so much Earthy!! 😊

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Shaun Cronick

Stranger things can happen for we think we have heard and seen it all then  behold
From life's left field, something emerges that suspends all rational disbelief and the flipside that never surprises us of how ridiculous things can become.
We think we've seen it all, but... 'You ain't seen nothing yet'.
That's life as they say and it certainly is.
Thanks Marion and hugs to you. x.
 

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Marion

Thanks for your lovely and wise comment Shaun...hugs x

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Being Me

Indeed, life can be very much like that!

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sparrowsong

Hello Marion...

Today I heard a bird that sounds exactly like a cat...

I couldn't see it...

It was in the trees...

When we think we've seen it all we come to realize we're not even close...

I stopped saying that a long time ago now, I just know I'll see something else sometime...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

 

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Marion

What a completely wonderful comment...thankyou Sparrowsong x

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