Blue Jay

Photo by Marc Meyer on Unsplash
The whistle blows, 
The bird’s tone: 
The Blue Jay roams 
Upon the apricot tree. 

The train goes, 
The flowers show, 
The birds sing: 
Sunny skies serene.
Blue Jay by K. Saitta
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