Just a Bird
JUST A BIRD
IT FLEW TO ME THIS MORNING
WHILE ON A BENCH
I SAT TO THINK OF YOU
IT GLARED AT ME A WARNING
AND AS ONE EYE STARED INTO HEART
BESIDE MY HAND IT FLEW.
BETWEEN MY FINGERS THEN IT REACHED
AND PLUCKED A CRUST OF BREAD
THEN WENT OFF TO JOIN ITS MOTHER
JUST A BIRD LIKE ANY OTHER.
Copyright © Anthony Cassano | Year Posted 2015
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