Who's a pretty boy then?far better that you fly
away from your prisoned pen
and up into the sky.
Pretty Polly,what's your name?
I hate to see you there
if only they would feel the same
and your feathers feel the air.
I'd love to set you free
back where you belong
into the green canopy
to hear you sing your song.
I hate to see you there
if only they would feel the same
and your feathers feel the air.
I'd love to set you free
back where you belong
into the green canopy
to hear you sing your song.
4 comments:
A splendid painting of the African Grey, Ruth! Well done. I have also enjoyed the poems and your last writing of November!
Keep it up, your blog is a joy to read and view!
Pam.
Thanks for taking the time to comment Pam.......it's nice to know you are following & enjoying my blog.
Hopefully Scotland will inspire some more posts soon!
I am sure Scotland will inspire you enormously! I am looking forward to reading about your visit in the new year.
Happy Christmas and enjoy Scotland.
Pam.
Thanks Matey,you'll hear all about it in 2009!
All the best to you too!
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