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Wallowing whimsy willows,
Where wildlife wander wistfully,
With whimsical wanderlust,
While wildflowers whisper weather,
When westley winds whirl.
About the Creator
The Summer I Was Chosen by a Northern Mockingbird
During the long, suspended days of the pandemic, a wild mockingbird began visiting my driveway and chose me, again and again. What started as a strange encounter became a brief, meaningful connection that I still carry with me.
By Erica Roberts 6 days ago in Petlife
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