This Day Poem by Frank Avon

This Day

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There they are again,
at the top of the sunflower,
feeding on its seed,
above their drab sparrow cousins,
and the bumblebees,

a pair of goldfinch,
small, flickering,
a dash of color,
she tawny but tinged with gold,
he a flash of light.

Eternal life
is simply flitting
day by day
from one blossom to another
catching glimpses of color.

Friday, July 10, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: eternity,nature,time
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