Sunday
sundae Sunday
with mommy on the lobby
a boy trying to
get loose
from her hold
a fledgling with untried wings
looks at them
from its mother's nest on a tree
fronting the lobby
the boy looks at it
eye to eye they relate themselves to
fright
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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