Birds Eye

Birds Eye By Allen Hackett On a wintry eve, the wind rustled and blew a chill in the air Unknown and never felt before...Something strange...something new A weary-eyed vagrant stooped in the doorway of a long forgotten store The sign in the window read; CLOSED "We don't live here anymore." The phones lines dangled the poles swayed like a melancholy barmaid in her sprier days What happen to the future? It was here yesterday Tomorrow blows a blue song with bent sour notes... Deafening and modulating the senses to an untimely rhythm Dancing a Tango with death! What's a man to do?...Watch the animals they give you peace someone once told me Bird's eye on the horizon...viewing skyward... with anticipation...watching and waiting for something to come...to fly away before the inevitable... Watch and pray Check out our library of e-books @ amazon.com in the kindle store, or visit:www.booktango.com authors website:apluszips.com Thanks