Where Swallows Play
The shades of sky are fading fast
Dusk is coming, day ends at last
They dance in a shadowy sky
Aerial skills that catch my eye
Darting here then darting there
Acrobats performing in air
Porch sitting at the end of day
Gazing up, where Swallows play
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Author:
MDStone (
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Comments3
A wonderful depiction of nature and a picture of watching life as it unfurls. Lovely
They are an amazing sight, especially when in their thousands they put on the magical arial display in early evening, enjoyed the read
beautiful
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