Weave 21 Sunday Dec 2025 Posted by Bill Bisgood in birds, fiction, nature, poem, Poetry, prose, Quatrain, Short Stories, short story, Thoughts, verse ≈ Leave a comment Tagseagles, nature, peacock, poem, Poetry, Quatrain, sparrows On soaring wings do golden eagles dream do sparrows play about their favoured eves are robins with a cheeky chirp our friends No, sadly, all anthropomorphic weaves Share this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...
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