Siete PajarosA Poem by DalyBilingual Poem (English - Spanish)
This morning I walked and saw seven birds, siete pajaros, lined up on a bare branch of a tree waiting for something. They stared at me silently with piercing black eyes; without a sound without a word. So I turned away. As I looked back, there are still seven birds, siete pajaros, lined up on a bare branch of a tree waiting for something.
© 2008 DalyAuthor's Note
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