#338
Birds and Serpents
Safe in their nests,
Secure under ground,
The long snakes of summer,
Are no longer around;
The leaves have all fallen,
Leaving bare ruined choirs,
Yet the blue jays still chatter,
Like their tails were on fire.
#338
Birds and Serpents
Safe in their nests,
Secure under ground,
The long snakes of summer,
Are no longer around;
The leaves have all fallen,
Leaving bare ruined choirs,
Yet the blue jays still chatter,
Like their tails were on fire.