One Poem Every Day, Poetry

No. 197 maybe… “Cockatoos in the Morning” – 6/7/16

Shall I tell of white cockatoos,

Flying above dew-dropped sleeping roos?

Watching the morning fly on the air,

I can only wonder, I can only stop and stare.

-zu

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