Sunday, December 29, 2013

FEED MY PRETTIES

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 Footprints
Scattered across the snow
Going where?
Looking for
Sustenance
In the winter landscape.
Corn
Thrown amongst the grasses,
Tossed along the roadside,
Piled on plates,
Mounded in a copper bowl.
What will entice them?
A guttural cry
It’s here, it’s here!
Breakfast boys and girls!
Satiated for another day.


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