
44 birds fly in the sky.
Did you ever stop to wonder why?
Why don’t they fall?
Why 44 in all?
Whatever the reason is, let it be.
For 44 birds in the sky is reason enough for me.
Fly birds fly.
Good bye!
This was for a dVerse prompt: This one’s for the birds! Just sing us a poem of precisely 44 words (not counting the title), including some form of the word bird. Hope you enjoy! 😊
*Smile!*
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Always glad to bring out a smile. 😁
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As other have noted, I see Seuss here. Which I always love. The visual and poem work nicely together.
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Thank you! Glad you enjoyed! It’s an honor to be associated with a good Seuss comparison. lol
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Stew, love this charming piece of light verse! The whimsical nature reminds me of Dr. Seuss with its rhythm and wonder🙌😃
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Thank you! You have to love Suess’ influence on poems full of whimsy and wonder. 😁
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🙌
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Love it!
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Thank you so much! ❤
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Awesome ekphrastics
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Thanks Ron! Got the picture after writing the poem because it fit so well. 😁
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Suessian in the best of ways, Stew.
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Thanks Li! 😁 I’ll take good Suessian. lol
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You’re welcome 🙂
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