A humming birds day

by Ava Zwack
(minneapolis mn)




Wings fluttering quicker then the eye can see,
the little humming bird searches for sweet nectar,
stopped at the flower,
thinking to it's self, is this the sweetest one?
I'm small but quick,
I stop I skip,
after reset I fly,
I fly 80 times per second,
I fly bye bye.

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