They left me breathless…

High up, a distortion, seagulls

Glittering white, pins and needles,

a shimmering diamond necklace–

When Seagulls fly, are they reckless?

“Chime in,” the birds chattered, as they flew;

the coloring of the sky’s too blue

AND the Seagulls were too precious;

as bright gems they left me breathless,

white seagulls flying in the clear blue sky.

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