Not pictured: the trampoline helping Stella attain flight.
Mockingbirds
The mockingbirds sit in the trees
and listen all day long
And hope to hear beyond the breeze
some other birdie’s song.
They hear the hymns of larks and loons
and whistle them right back.
I’ve heard them tweet a thousand tunes,
but never heard one quack.
Author: Samuel Kent
I'm a dad who wants to share his labor of love with the world. I also happen to be an award-winning artist and poet.
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