A lot of Bright
Shone through Grey Skies..
Spotted in the Park
I was followed Home
Swooping low
Just above my Head
Black wings outstretched
A Crow glides gracefully in Front of Me
towards
The little Wall
in
View
of
My Kitchen Window
I pass Her
with
"Hello Connie"
She Fidgets
She's here for a snack..
Cat Biscuits..
Grey Skies
Blue Skies
No Matter the Weather
The Sun always Smiles
when
Connie stops by
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