Ripened apples danced in breeze.
I saw two of them fall down .
When i ran to pick all of the apples,
i realized it was not the apples.
But all of them had been the red birds.

(C) Bobby Peter
05/16/2020


Best Poems of Bobby Peter

• Songs In Woods
• Rainbow (acrostic)
• For The Roots
• Too Many Cooks
• The Bird And The Fish
• Good Song
• In That Rainy Season
• Some Lines About Nature
• Yellow Bird And The Little Girl
• Beside The Hill And The Valley.
• My House.
• Two Birds
• My Hope .
• Sky Of My Imaginations.
• Below The Hills.
• Birds And Apples
• Goat
• Passerine (acrostic)