Unselfish Love

Looking out my window
   nothing much to see.
A little bird flying by
    stopped to look at me.

He was not scared, nor did he fly,
    as I opened up the glass,
He watched me closely as he sat
    upon the fresh mowed grass.

I stood awhile, then ventured forth
   hoping he would stay.
But reaching him I realized,
    I wished he'd fly away.

I am not mean, nor am I cruel,
    it's simply sad but true.
That most would shoot, mame or hurt,
    to protect him there are few.

So, instantly I shouted loud
    and flapped my arms enraged.
It hurt me less to scare him now,
    then to see him stuffed or caged.

Written by,
Sheri Lynne Evans
February 15, 1991
Completed March 2, 2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Williams Avatar
March 6, 2020 at 9:30 PM
A poem that speaks straight from a loving heart. We are like minded I see. I've saved many an unsuspecting little bird from a stalking cat. We do what we have to. Great poem Sheri. I hope you are enjoying the Soup....Maria Hugs
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March 6, 2020 at 10:12 PM
Thankyou very much. I have lots of wildlife here plus my own fur babies. Lol ty
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