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LOOKING OUTSIDE MY WINDOW.....
Looking outside my
window
I see a Blue Jay
true friend to the
Oak
For awhile now
they pay visits to the garden
sometimes one,
and sometimes two. .
. . .
First a flash of colour
and then a chorus of screeches!
Always on the go
never in one place for
long
only stopping for food,
a drink of water,
or just to have a rest
and suddenly a flash of colour
with a chorus of screeches!
Looking outside my window
I see a Blue Jay
always unexpected but
I am always pleased
'cos then I realise life ain't all bad!