Heard from a Bird by Kristina Woodhill cranberry soup cranberry soup cranberry soup everyone claims they hear coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo but I tell you on the clear summer air when a calm morning winks when the glove dives deep and thistles twist and squirm a meditative gardener with the focus of a yogi lets down her guard startled to discern a dove's fondest wish cranberry soup cranberry soup cranberry soup 07/21/2017 Author's Note: True. Posted on 07/21/2017 Copyright © 2024 Kristina Woodhill Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 07/24/17 at 05:39 PM lol A coo coo poem from a coo coo lady. ;) Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 07/28/17 at 12:11 PM Shades of Willy the Shake. A lovely and endearing ode you've writ here, Kristina. Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)