A native Texan now living in Besançon, France. I write what I want and take pictures.
February 24th, 2012 § 2 Comments
the corn grows
the sun shines
the canary sings
the scarecrow merely waits
Tagged: bird, canary, color, corn, earth, life, literature, micropoetry, nature, philosophy, poem, poems, poet, poetry, random, scarecrow, sun, writing, yellow
I want to be a growing, shining canary!
We all have dreams…
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I want to be a growing, shining canary!
We all have dreams…