A Poem a Day
Friday, December 9, 2011
Hike
At the end of our trail
a waterfall roars
into the shucking waves
Others continue
beneath sandstone cliffs
risking the tide
A small bird
comes right up to me
begging for cheesecrumbs
It doesn't care so much
about the view
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