Sit and listen.
Sit and listen.Written by Louise E.
There it sits,
Ears up to listen.
There it sits,
Still and silent.
Shiny eyes,
Nervous twitching,
It's nose.
In a second,
Through the next.
It sits there,
Through a sound.
Then it takes off,
Into the bush,
Just by means of sound.
Poetry by Louise 55
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Written on 2017-07-28 at 13:00
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