The hot summer sun beats down on my head
As I walk down the road
My head is bowed
My canteen is empty
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We're almost to the tree line
But its still miles to home
At least then
We'll be out of the sun
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Below me I see a shadow
And I look up
To see a vulture circling
High above
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It settles in the tree
Watching me
And I stare right at its
Bright red head
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I look along its dark brown feathers
Huge wings
Pointy beak
And I say to it
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"I'm sorry friend, but not today"
"Today I will continue on"
"I can reach the end"
"And go back home"
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"But someday, you will find me"
"When I have lost all hope"
"And then you may gladly take me"
"To feed yourself"
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Stardust
ПоэзияWe are all made of Stardust Though we know it not We are all the same. Not diffrent. We are all one. - A collection of poems about the natural world. All poems are created by me. Cover made by me! Updated Wednesdays and Saturdays.
