I was talking to my solitary self again, grumbling how life held no adventure,
And my parrot, Cherry, often echoed me, as moon echoes golden splendors.
She'd ruffle her feathers and preen, as she perched redly upon my shoulder,
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To see the Northern lights is one in my bucket's list. Traveling is so much fun and at the same time you will gain knowledge. A beautifully crafted imaginative write.
Traveling is such great fun. Thank you for your kind thoughts.
What a wonderful story. Loved your parrot, Cherry! What a fascinating and lovable pet.
Your kind comments touched me, and I appreciate every word.
As someone who was born and raised in Minnesota a felt a closeness and appreciation to this poem. I especially enjoyed reminiscing about snowmobile rides and the Northern Lights.
I am so glad that this poem struck a chord with you. Thank you for your kind words.
Yet another beautiful poem Evelyn Bravo!
You have my deepest thanks, LeeAnn.