Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not more valuable than they? ~Matthew 6:26
Wading on yellow legs
In the icy bay
Gull watches for tidbits
In the sand and breaking waves
Her feathers ruffled by a cold wind
Shadows beginning to fall.
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