Saturday, June 9, 2012


Everything says this is what you like.
Inside and out, and every attribute.
All the unique seeds that you seek.
Here wrapped in one.

You come by, and stay for a moment
on the fence. Just out of reach, you stare.
I peak your interest, but then you fly away.
You have a nest to tend to.

Be careful in the forest.
You may be the prey.

At times, I am surrounded by
many songs, and unsought showoffs.
They can be pleasant, and a chore...
they rely on me for comfort.

I may appear to be
hanging by a string.
Yet, if you study closely,
I am anchored, grounded.

I have time to wait, after all.

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