Normally when it rains, all of the pigeons of our town congregate on one roof. Today I woke up to snow and found the pigeons on the roof of the house next door to where they usually go when it rains. What do these pesky creatures know that we don't?
Monday, January 04, 2010
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4 comments:
Glad to see you blogging again! We're still out here and could use some more poetry too :-)
Thank you, BS....by the way, who are you?
I thought I was being obvious. Alas, reality may be considerably less exciting than the unknown.
Hello, mystery fan! What should be obvious isn't so obvious after 3+ years of sleep deprivation. I could never be deluded knowing the true identity of a fan of my poetry! : )
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