RiseA Poem by Chase
Deep in the myriad of tunnels a bundle twitches
to life. The sweet scent of fresh foliage permeates the air- beckoning from above. Leaving its nest for the first time in months the mouse ventures forth discarded feathers and fluffs of fur falling from its back. Twitching nose and whiskers emerge bathing in the soft light of dawn- and a new beginnning with robins singing. © 2019 Chase |
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1 Review Added on April 16, 2019 Last Updated on April 16, 2019 AuthorChaseStillwater, MNAboutMy name is Chase. I love writing and find solace through it. Feel free to sift through my myriad of words and tell me what you think:) Constructive criticism is welcome! more..Writing
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