The Bluejay
By marebel
Heard a screeching callone I'd never heard beforeA bluejay visited my balcony -so beautiful was shestriking black markingsagainst snowy white onesthen patches of shadow bluepainted here and there,What a palette!She came often andpecked the dried flower pot soillooking for foodAlas there was noneallgone, allgone!She came time and time againand her majestic beauty enthralled meHer tufty crest like a queenin residenceWonders of the Creatorthat make formomentary happiness...There she goes! Written November 9th, 2001 © on Nov 08 2001 10:42 PM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"Heard a screeching callone I'd never heard beforeA bluejay visited my balcony -so beautiful was shestriking black markingsagainst snowy white onesthen patches of shadow bluepainted here and there,What a palette!She came often andpecked the dried flower pot soillooking for foodAlas there was noneallgone, allgone!She came time and time againand her majestic beauty enthralled meHer tufty crest like a queenin residenceWonders of the Creatorthat make formomentary happiness...There she goes!..."