Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, July 25, 2015

Purple House Finch

The finch stayed year round,
it's happily as it can be,
it's wings all a flutter
through summer, fall
winter and spring.
Chirping in the morning,
it wakes me with a smile,
as the sun takes to rising
and I take to your arms.
....more with each moment.

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