Hear the early bird
Sing to melt the hoar frost night
In cold mottled coat
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Sunday, 17 March 2013
Tuesday, 4 December 2012
The Green Woodpecker
Moustached
he sagely searches
Thro'
the green library
A
stealth of soft green
Creeps
across the frosty lawn
Seen only by me
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