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          POEMS - 2019 - Hey Little Kestrel


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          HEY LITTLE KESTREL


          Hey little kestrel,

          Taking a nap,

          Will you be here,

          When I come back?


          Your dusty orange wings,

          And fluffy chest,

          Are perfect cover,

          For taking a rest.


          Your spotted feathers,

          Ruffle in the breeze,

          I’d love to pick you up,

          The thought … a tease.


          You look so soft,

          But that cheeky grin,

          And talons long,

          Make me think again.


          Maybe some day,

          Or in a dream,

          We’ll fly together,

          And be a team.


          Sheila Willar  -  January 9, 2019



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          Isaiah 31:3 (KJV)


          As birds flying, so will the Lord of hosts defend Jerusalem; defending also He will deliver it; and passing over He will preserve it.


               





          Copyright 2023 Sheila Willar


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