For my Nana
Red Bird
Look, and see
How gracefully
The red bird
Ruffles its wings.
A bright ruby
Blazing brightly
Against the pure
White snow.
Longingly it calls
For someone
To keep it company
As the sun dips
Behind the trees.
Look, and see
How gracefully
The red bird
Soars into
The mirror blue night.
YOU ARE READING
Wandering Minds
General Fiction"I wonder as I wander, out under the sky..." A compilation of short poems and stories that I don't know where else to put.
