A Seagull Talked To Me Today

I parked my car beside the bay The sign said please don't feed the seagulls I enjoyed the view for a minute or two when a large and older seagull walked, not flew, but slowly, purposefully ambled up then stood there waiting by my window. He patiently lingered as his white and gray feathers were ruffled and fingered by the gusting chill wind He looked up then away, never making eye contact, obviously hoping for a morsel. This expectation was indication that the notice had been resisted, and there had been some who had thrown a crumb to feed the begging birds I stayed warm in the car while the wind blew cold, and my feathery friend persisted. I had no scrap to give him as I seldom eat in my vehicle Had I something, would I have shared, considering the sign? I don't know perhaps, but I don't know I know that in standing and waiting, he was thus communicating, so it's safe to say that in a way a seagull talked to me today.