I Asked The Birds
/Asking for help writing a poem doesn't always work out the way I think it will.
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I asked the birds
if they wanted to be a poem.
They cocked their heads,
blessed me with one eye,
and seeing that I had
no food, no words,
they launched into the sky,
splitting the clouds
with their wings.
By Nolcha Fox
From: United States
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