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Jun 2012
Golden flash on wing in flight
Fleeting vision, yet so bright
Soaring high, called from above
Beauty is your gift of love
Liquid calling, tumbling down
Bobbing heads, with red on crown
Guileless Charm of birds, behold!
Caps of red and wings of gold.
This poem is a homage to four generations of goldfinch who frequent my garden on a daily basis
Written by
Ann Shaw Griffiths
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