The Birds

February 21, 2017
By princessken GOLD, Sussex, Wisconsin
princessken GOLD, Sussex, Wisconsin
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I wake up, from birds outside, then eat, before my chores.

I mope to the barn, weary and cold. I grab a hay bale, and drag it.

My grandma stops, “That’s enough story now.” I hear the birds, and know she’s free. 

The author's comments:

This is written in a korean poetic form called "Sijo." 

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