The Gull That Cried
A Poem by Larry Golicz October 11, 2004 The Gull That Cried With Early Morning Dawns Dim Light, I Saw a Gull Shake Off the Night. It Ambled Along a Pebbly Shore, And Stopped to Gaze Upon My Door. I Threw Some Bread for Breakfast Bound. The Gull was Snatching All It found. It Scurried About, While... Sign in to see full entry.