There are birds outside today.
They are puppies playing
In the snakey coral cactus.
They hup and puff and flutter
And swing Matily
And ballet the needles.
Then they run across the roof
Like little lizards.
Oh how I do too
Trusy merrily
On the arm of the prickles,
Inches from the down looked snakes head.
This blog is for Thee, so that I can better see me in you and you too see you in me.
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