Drabble: "Solar Flamingo"
Jan. 8th, 2020 02:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
deemoyzaHe sits on the windowsill, half-hidden by the blinds, his plastic plumage fading, but his posture still as proud. Not quite forgotten, but not oft-remembered, he nevertheless continues his work, diligently, tirelessly, from the first rays of the sun to the last. His tiny wings flap in a steady rhythm, laying the cadence for the march of time.
Click, click, click, the day is fading.
Click, click, click, the future is now.
Click, click, click, savor the moment, for it passes in the flap of a wing.
Click, click, click, remember I'm here, watching the sun, driven by its glow.
Click, click, click, the day is fading.
Click, click, click, the future is now.
Click, click, click, savor the moment, for it passes in the flap of a wing.
Click, click, click, remember I'm here, watching the sun, driven by its glow.
