This guy was up on the window sill as I started to take a picture, but then he saw me and knew I was good for treats, so he dropped off the edge and I got the shot right before he started spreading his wings.
This guy was up on the window sill as I started to take a picture, but then he saw me and knew I was good for treats, so he dropped off the edge and I got the shot right before he started spreading his wings.
It doesn’t rhyme, but it feels like poetry. You should post it to !originalpoetry@literature.cafe