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Since the moment I held a pencil I've been creating with drawings and words. I believe paintings enlighten and poems entice our thoughts.


Birds have one natural ability we will never have, they can fly without any man-made help. They fascinate me because, like fish, they live in a different world from us because of their natural gifts. Spend some time watching them as they glide around the skies above.



Chirp, Chirp along the way

The birds awake from their rest

Bring on the bright new day

They sit chummy in their nest

Mom swoops down upon them

Her beak filled with treasure

Opened-up mouths of gem

Fill each round with careful measure

Love caress each tiny fluff

Until the wind, takes them to flight

Sound of light among the bluff

Off they scatter into the night

Chirp, chirp the sound goes soft

A nest as empty as the rest.

© 2020 Mary Borges