Literary Works by ILIA

An Ode to an Egret

Of course, being pristine white
Gives one the right
To strut her stuff

Strolling along
With neck so very long
Feathers all a fluff

Such an elegant stance
Makes you think of romance
But she is also tough

Although large, totally petite
With graceful legs and feet
Just a glimpse of her is enough

But this little princess
In her feather dress
Looked like a puff

As she sat on a chair
Feet swinging in the air
Showing off all her stuff

ILIA
© 8 Mar 10

Tags: egret, ode, poem

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