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An Acrostic poem about Lonely February Bird. |
Frosted dawn, a symphony in hues of blue, Echoes silence where summer's chorus flew. Beneath bare boughs, a lonely trill takes flight, Remembering warmth beneath the sun's bright light. Unafraid, it braves the winter's icy hold, A silent song, a story yet untold. Rising wind whispers secrets of rebirth, Yearning wings await the verdant Earth. Bird, feathers fluffed, dreams of summer's bright sheen, Igniting hope's ember, a future unseen. Rising dawn casts hope upon the snow, Dreams in feathers, waiting for sun's warm glow. LINE COUNT: 12 Lines WRITTEN FOR: " PROMPT: Please write a story or poem that has the title: "Lonely February Bird" As one of your genres, please select: "Nature" |