Not Alone
Along the ravine
I walk unseen
or so I thought
Until I realized
there were eyes watching me
the Bluejay
with feathers blue
a chick-a-dee or two
I even saw a squirrel
I'm sure he saw me too
so wherever I am
I may not be alone
as I thought I'd be
if I enjoy a nature spree.
Dorothy Marie Wark
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