A bird came down the walk, He did not know I saw; He bit an angleworm in halves And ate the fellow, raw. And then he drank a dew From a convenient grass, And then hopped sidewise to the wall To let a beetle pass.
by: Emily Dickinson
Good job, Belle! Happy Blue Monday.
Always enjoyable to read Emily D's work. Thanks for popping over this morning and glad I caught it before heading out for today's activities.Monday Blessings across the miles ;-)
Great shot and beautiful poem.My <a href="http://www.thisismyblog.info/>Blue Monday</a>.