Spread wings sparkle
Blues, greens, golds blend like a miracle
He is often times called vain
He loves singing – er, dancing – in the rain
Pride of a nation,that he is
Seen in full regalia – pure bliss
A strut in his step, a crown on his head
A cry that you can hear a mile ahead
For dVerse Poets and for G-Man's Friday Flash 55, after more than 55 days of blogging absence, and a friendly nudge from dVerse's very own Brian Miller (thank you, Brian!), here is a riddle - well, not really a hard one to guess.. but here it is..
And as I return to blogging once more, I discover again that blogging is fun!