Bluejay Escorting Me One Morn

Bluejay Escorting Me One Morn Taking early morn walk to settle worldly thoughts so gentle the path and green splashing trees Solitude and peaceful spirit so easily bought enjoying Nature's gift of the birds and the bees Before reaching first hiking trail's little bend found I had a blue flashing fast flying friend A bluejay seemed to be so doggedly following me circling around happily landing tree to tree Could it be, same returning fledgling from last Spring? little darling I had saved when it failed first wing Placed tenderly back into that great and high nest life thus saved joining all the loud chirping rest Now followed faithfully for another four hundred yards blue flashes often circling above my uncovered head As if my life it so cleverly wanted to now safely guard so much like a dream yet I surely was not in my bed Bluejay so happily trailing me as if to just say, thank you friend, for saving me that sweet day! Robert J. Lindley 06-05-2014.. Written today but inspired from an incident that happened to me a few months after my heart attack four years ago.. That bluejay followed me from just behind my home to a stream about a half mile away. Where it landed in a tall Sycamore tree while I sat beside that stream for about 45 minutes.. Had never seen anything like it before or since!! Could it have been the same baby bluejay I saved the preceding year?? Is that even possible?