Only The Birds Speak

POETRY

Minerva Violet

11/13/20251 min read

A bird is sitting in a tree looking up
A bird is sitting in a tree looking up

At the top of my lungs I shriek:

Someone please save me from this peak!

But only the birds speak.

And they do not care for me.

I am leaning on their favorite tree.

Written By Minerva Violet