Friday, March 28, 2014

Chasing Birds

Toddler fists hold the seeds tight
Toddler feet running fast encased in wellies bright,
His voice is loud and clear,

The brown wings spread wide
The red breasts skim the barren dirt.
They wait for him to go inside,
And then they have a feast!

~Caitlin Mallery

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