the blue bird and the foxA Poem by phjasminefriends made of foesA small
little blue bird sitting on the twig Surrounded
by a thorn bush blooming in the spring Singing at
the night sky ‘moon please set free’ A fox in
the distance hears the small bird’s cries Runs up
to greet him or maybe just to eat him Tares through
the thorn bush risking life and limb Gets to
the blue bird and now there friends for life And now
as you pass the bush if you listen carefully You can
hear the fox and blue bird singing in harmony. © 2010 phjasmineAuthor's Note
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Added on January 2, 2010Last Updated on January 2, 2010 AuthorphjasminePerth, AustraliaAbouthey, dont really know what to say, i like writting, reading, music and art, i'm always looking to expand my writting abbilitys, i'm working on my spelling and grammer, really i am. I get most my ideas.. more..Writing
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