Stopped From Their Chirping
The cold and Winter mix,
Many wish would disappear.
Will soon melt away...
As Spring approaches.
And is near.
There is a flooding done,
When a flowing of water...
Comes to stun!
But most of us will have our wish.
That winter mix is gone.
And so are our prized possessions...
Floating down a river,
As if it now owns all of it!
The cold and Winter mix,
Many wish would disappear.
Will soon melt away...
As Spring approaches.
And is near.
And those who can afford to do so...
Contemplate buying boats.
While clinging to a tree,
Getting snug and holding very close!
As voices are heard from coast to coast,
Yelling from trees and rooftops for help.
Disturbing the chirping of birds...
Stopped from their chirping,
As if annoyed by the shouts...
Coming out of the loud mouths,
Of spoiled humans.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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