Winter's Thinking Spot

Beyond the foot bridge where I walk here today A small bird stopped by And left me an ear full of noise We shelter our thoughts away as though we were hibernating White blankets the landscape that once was green and lush Where the last gasps of warmth sink in around the lavender All is asleep on this meager spot Silent echoes from the winter’s bath Where I watch in delight while he looks for his food Holly berries and bushes alike His freedom is But a flight away from me But he ponders as though he too was thinking And I wait in hopes, he’ll remember and return Beyond the foot bridge where I walk here today