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Pat
TAPS expressed it well...

posted by Nautikos on March 9, 2010 at 6:38 PM | link to this | reply

So much in a small poem--so much love, dreams, hope, and pleasure changed quickly by an event, a moment in time.

posted by TAPS. on March 9, 2010 at 7:30 AM | link to this | reply

PatB
Loved your poem and creativity....

posted by WileyJohn on March 8, 2010 at 8:23 PM | link to this | reply

Nice, Pat-B. Just right.

posted by adnohr on March 8, 2010 at 7:56 PM | link to this | reply

I love art
begot of art

posted by Azur on March 8, 2010 at 4:58 PM | link to this | reply

Your poem
Thank you for sharing this.  Another work of art from a work of art.

posted by CarolBell on March 8, 2010 at 11:07 AM | link to this | reply

Trying to comment on your comment -- This showed up in my comments.(?)
Re: I've never seen such a thing happen, but I know crows are
The idea for this story came from several incidents a friend of mine had with a mockingbird attacking her cat.  The cat learned to bob and weave through the yard without getting hurt but when the featherbrained creature dive bombed her son she got out her beebe gun and dispatched it.  Claws and beaks are no match for guns of any kind. lol

posted by CarolBell on March 8, 2010 at 11:03 AM | link to this | reply

such a story here, told so well, just very you.

posted by Kabu on March 8, 2010 at 7:17 AM | link to this | reply