Parrot Parfait
A dude eclectus parrot
A Short Hike inspired me to write something nice. Poetry? Perhaps.
What upon this crystal lake impresses? A single, filled soul, reclining along its edges. Stand up, stroll along the shore, breath as the gentle waft stretches across the waters. Crisp and cold are the ripples rolled by the wind, fractals swaying under the sun.
Swing out the fishing rod, lay against a tree, and rest. Songbirds whistle. A deer dips its head. A squirrel retires into its hollow. An amber leaf falls into the water, dancing with the wind. It's such a beautiful day.
...and that's all I got for now.
What upon this crystal lake impresses? A single, filled soul, reclining along its edges. Stand up, stroll along the shore, breath as the gentle waft stretches across the waters. Crisp and cold are the ripples rolled by the wind, fractals swaying under the sun.
Swing out the fishing rod, lay against a tree, and rest. Songbirds whistle. A deer dips its head. A squirrel retires into its hollow. An amber leaf falls into the water, dancing with the wind. It's such a beautiful day.
...and that's all I got for now.
