Bird On A Fence

The wind sweeps through the long grass
Over the fence
At the wildflowers that dot the fields with boulders,
The sunlight sifts through the trees bordering the fence
And leading down to the road,
The pleated view scoops a ranch house within reach of the countering hillside,
Lovely as gilded poised birds ride the sunset on the intent, sticky haze into top flight
And, one at a time,
Sit right back on the fence.

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