A fuzzy poem

Discussion in 'Pictures & Stories of My Chickens' started by Scratchychiken, Mar 23, 2018.

  1. Scratchychiken

    Scratchychiken Chirping

    Aug 29, 2015
    South-West Tennessee
    As I sit in front of my fuzzy children

    And watch them; so soft, so silken

    I think about this world of mine

    I think about this sweet point in time

    My arm reaches in, to meet my tiny infants

    They stare into my eyes, not a hint of distance

    Some aloof, watching from afar

    Others up close, the shining stars

    As I rest my arm not too far

    One chick runs up it, fast as a car!

    As they rest on me, this little soul

    My heart melts, it begins to glow

    And so the baby gives me a final cheep

    Before it descends into peaceful sleep

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