Contradicting Day
Two crows flew by my window this morning.
One to the North the other South.
The morning's cold
and beautiful
Clouds mottle the sky gray
but there's some blue with light
A stop sign lay on the ground
the red signal bold, to bright
Crow one flew close to the window
It frightened me
Number two maybe a block away
Inspiring me
It seems my day is to be all contradictions.
Tara M. Barrett
11/18/10
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