Distant BirdA Poem by Tina Klinedistant bird
calling from the top of a Douglas Fir tree a chilly misty morning grey clouds hanging low distant bird unfurls her wings and sails across the foggy forest © 2012 Tina KlineReviews
|
Stats
88 Views
5 Reviews Added on September 18, 2012 Last Updated on September 18, 2012 AuthorTina KlineORAboutWhen Venus gets too close catfish have been known to come up out of the water onto the shore, feed awhile, then go back in. It's business as usual in the Apocalypse. And business is very good right.. more.. |

Flag Writing