Author: fergyness PM
found this in my school papers (i wrote it for an english assignment) so, i said, what the hech, lets put it on fictionpressRated: Fiction K+ - English - Spiritual/Poetry - Words: 118 - Reviews: 4 - Published: 08-02-05 - id: 1976596
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I squint as the sun glares at the earth,
As though it is watching.
The wind flutters faintly,
Overcome by the beauty of this day.
I kneel and watch the birds
As they watch me.
I wonder what they are thinking,
Or saying to each other
In their high-pitched chirps.
Or maybe, they are just singing with joy.
I watch as a blue jay lands on the old sycamore,
And the branches seem unperturbed.
The bird is now a part of the tree
and the fluttering leaves that caress the air.
I see the bark that has peeled in places,
From the harsh weather it has endured
And I wonder why it sits so calmly.