The old sage is on the dock again,
wind ruffling his steel grey wispy feathers.
He is nearly the size of an emperor penguin,
what with those long blue heron legs.
He surveys the canal, pausing to reflect
on fish past
and present.
Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 10:40 PM UTC
The old sage is on the dock again,
wind ruffling his steel grey wispy feathers.
He is nearly the size of an emperor penguin,
what with those long blue heron legs.
He surveys the canal, pausing to reflect
on fish past
and present.