9 June 2014

June 9, 2014 By

five baby birds peck

breakfast in the grass

Polo waits to pounce

Filed Under: Poetry

Comments

  1. nance.mdr says
    June 9, 2014 at 11:55 pm

    i like your pouncing polo poem

  2. davis rosback says
    June 9, 2014 at 11:56 pm

    just updating my info.

  3. Sandra Heska King says
    June 11, 2014 at 9:48 am

    Polo! No pouncing!
    Awww…. ma-an!

    (Ala Dora… Swiper! No swiping!)