Poem By Think in the Morning – Bird

Bird

Waiting

Can be more dangerous

Than faking the answer

To a geometry question.

Consider of those

Who drowned at sea

How many others successfully

Skirted the Straits of Magellan.

Instant heroes.

We will always remember them.

But yesterday,

While I watched from my window

In a driving rain,

A tiny bird,

Feathers twisted,

Wings bent,

Struggling to make its way home,

Faltered and fell to the ground.

I ran outside and fetched what remained.

Breast still beating,

Body still warm,

There it died

Cupped in my hands

Away from the rain

Lost in a slice of time.