Tuesday, November 26, 2013

poem of the day Nov 26



Don’t
know
how
the chickadees
can
stand
the
freezing
cold
with
no
stove
to warm
their
tiny
toothpick
legs
Only a
few
feathers
to face
the
harsh
winds
of
winter
They
must
be
secretly
eating
tons of
squirrel
meat

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