dust devils whirl
around her feet
in sharp contrast
to a yellow & green
parakeet
she carries a bird cage
precariously balanced
in her small hands
she’s walking
entranced
last day of school ends
she could not say no
to the gift of colored feathers
her teacher gave
to show her
writing script at age nine
is more than pencil & paper
but beauty in curving lines
can be seen in life
& is greater than
© July 2015
Renee Espriu
Image Taken From Morgue File and Digitized by Myself
reneejustturtleflight.com 
So was she a volunteer to look after the parakeet during the school holidays? In my childrens days it was hamsters.. 🙂
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The parakeet was such a gift although mother did not like that I brought it home. My teacher brought it for me the last day of school. Mother told me if I must keep it that it needed to reside in the garage and so it did for about six years or so. I thought it to be a girl so named it Queenie but it was a boy but always answered to that name. LOL
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Good to know Renee.. and that you had him so long.. x
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