One lone seagull perched on the peak of the roof next door.
Impervious to the rain that drives against my window, bends the trees,
He fluffs his feathers, lifts off.
An awkward flap of wings transforms to graceful glide.
A slow arc and then away.
About Me
- Madeline
- I am an imaginary blogger writing about real life events. Events and persons mentioned in this blog are fictional and any resemblance to real persons or events is entirely intentional. In fact it is probably about you. However, the author is entirely fictional, so what are you going to do?
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