Basking in the evening sun,
Ruffled feathers absorb the glow ~
With haunting calls love’s story is spun...
Little beauty, come with me now,
We’ll find a place to make our nest,
Eggs of blue to match your eyes
Our babes will hatch and leave your breast,
On pinions fair they’ll take the skies.
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This is STILL a perfect description of the worst president of the USA ever.
Keep sharing like this more with all of us.
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My dear Kira, your poignant words touched me deeply. To know that you were treated like this is just unbelievable. Thank you for sharing.