Mockingbird Poem by Jordan Owens

Mockingbird



The mockingbird sings
over the hit of a bat
and the crowd around

The mockingbird flys
above the cars
to the tree, alone

The mockingbird sits
waits for the day
there is peace

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Jordan Owens

Jordan Owens

Georgia, US
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