Sheri Evans Poet Rhyme

Why I Keep My Window Open

He landed on my window sill  
    one sunny, summer day.
His ruffled feathers looked as though
    he'd flown a long, long way.

Neither moved and as he sat
    l looked him over good.
Decided that, from all I knew
    he looked the way he should.

I finally went to get a bowl
    some water and some bread.
Then carefully I placed it down
   and watched him as he fed.

And as the sun began to set
    I knew the time had come.
He gave a chirp, then off he flew,
    to wherever he was from.

So, even though the chance is slim
    there is no harm in hoping.
That he recalls there is a place,
    the window's always open.

Written by,
Sheri Lynne Evans
February 7, 2020

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Lindsay Laurie February 7, 2020 at 5:43 PM Hello Sheri … I did enjoy the way you wrote this verse with its easy reading and the topic of communication with a bird - thank you Sheri - Lindsay Sheri Evans February 7, 2020 at 10:37 PM Ty so nice to have them read and those who choose to comment mean alot.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart February 7, 2020 at 8:00 AM I love this!!! A fave :))) There's more than a couple birds I hope remember me ;) xomo Sheri Evans February 7, 2020 at 4:05 PM Thankyou very much!