Small Stones final day;
I though I had nothing to say
but –
outside a cold wind blows,
the sun peeps out from behind the clouds
that scurry across the sky
and a rook perched at the top of a tree
watches the world go by.
Final Day
31 Jan 2013 5 Comments
in aros, Short Poems Tags: aros, clouds, cold, day, final, rook, small stones, sun, wind, world
Jan 31, 2013 @ 12:27:40
Libby, I have enjoyed your small stones this month. Keep watching the world — just like the rook! Nice final stone for January 2013! I have not yet written mine for today… waiting for it!
Jan 31, 2013 @ 13:07:17
I always find that it’s when I like I don’t have anything to say that I write something really deep and surprising!
Jan 31, 2013 @ 14:02:50
A bird day here too Libby, but I think the robins are back too early.
We are in for some serious cold weather – so ‘they’ say.
Feb 02, 2013 @ 02:08:37
You always eventually have something to say. And I always like it.
Feb 02, 2013 @ 15:37:35
Thank you mlissabeth