On Birds
On Birds
A New Poem
Bye Charles(the charlax) Hice
Title: On Birds
How many species. How many genus.
How many categories. How many bird stories.
My poetry is simple.
And eye am Godly.
A Sparrow came to me.
Did God make them ugly.
Without a doubt they have no hands, to grasp with.
A Sparrow is NOT a lizzard.
They do NOT slither.
They Fly.A Lizzard has no wings they slither.
A Sparrow has wings and he can fly, no hands,
a beak with which to speak and eat.
They eat enough.
Eye have seen a bird who eats too many seeds.
It was not eye.
Eye am a Sparrow,see me fall,
but not all of me.
Eye can complete my destiny.
Mye Love will rest me.
She is sweet.
A Violet One.
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charlesrhice@
www.poetrypoem.com/charlax
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