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The little bird

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This is a poem about walking behind a bird
The bird was walking mostly
It would only stop to look back at me
It seemed to want me to follow
I think that is why it didn't fly
I don't know much about birds
This bird was brown in the shade green in the sun
At first I thought this would make a good story
But then it got old and a little weird
I wanted it to fly
I even walked faster to try to spook it
But it just stopped and looked at me
It seemed to say stop being a jerk
It kept walking until the trail came to the road
It walked to where my car was parked
I let it in and it sat on the dashboard
I started the car and drove home

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Gary Lindorff is a poet, writer, blogger and author of several nonfiction books, a collection of poetry, "Children to the Mountain" and a memoir, "Finding Myself in Time: Facing the Music" Over the last few years he has begun calling (more...)
 

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