Woman and Her Birds
She lets out her hand that holds the bird feed
Inviting birds to come and take a bite
There’s one brave soul that does come on over
And he feasts on the seed that she carries
Then more and more of them come on to her
Some sit on her shoulders, others sit near
In her other hand sits more feed for them
And they flock there as well to eat some more
They eat with a flourish, making a mess
Seed falls onto the ground, birds eat there too
She’s surrounded totally by these fowl
But unafraid she is, loving each heart
These birds are her friends, always there for her
Never do they judge her or frown on her
They are always glad to see her come by
They predict her coming and are waiting
And she is constantly there on the dot
Same time each day she comes with her bird feed
Wanting to share it with her lovely friends
She’s mesmerized by their tenacity
They’re persistent to try and get their food
To survive, that is why they are focused
And they work at it good pecking the food
Surely she loves to share her life with them
Nothing will ever tear the birds from her
They’ll live forever in her tender heart
Even when she is gone and has passed on
The birds will still look for her to come there
Russell Sivey
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