A nuthatch perched on an old tree stump,
In dawn’s first light, with a gentle jump.
Wings spread wide, it soared to the sky,
A fleeting shadow,
a whispered goodbye.
Nature’s grace in a delicate flight,
A tiny bird embracing morning’s light.
An artist in Jamestown NY who loves oil and watercolor painting.
A nuthatch perched on an old tree stump,
In dawn’s first light, with a gentle jump.
Wings spread wide, it soared to the sky,
A fleeting shadow,
a whispered goodbye.
Nature’s grace in a delicate flight,
A tiny bird embracing morning’s light.