birds pecking
at the feeder
daily, resourceful
and persistent.
you see
your reflection
against theirs
in the wide
window.
at the feeder
daily, resourceful
and persistent.
you see
your reflection
against theirs
in the wide
window.
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About Me
- Stephen Chute
- west springfield, virginia, United States
- these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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