The Little Bird

A little bird with feathers green sat on my window sill
I noticed very quickly that it had a yellow bill
I opened up the window  trying hard to be aware
that little birds have enemies and makes them tend to scare

It looked at me with eyes so soft which made me laugh inside
this little bird from nowhere got on my better side
It looked like it was injured since it did not fly away
I reached my hand out to it hoping this sweet bird would stay

This birdie was so beautiful it made me catch my breath
to see the colors dance as though it had gold underneath
it’s movements were so graceful and while in a trusting mood
it let me find out what was wrong so that I understood

I picked it up so tenderly and felt it’s beating heart
and saw the trembling little bird would sit upon my cart
it looked around and settled down so I could have a try
and see just what the problem was and why it would not fly

The birdie had a broken wing which caused a little pain
which showed me that the little bird would never soar again
This little bird would never fly I was quite sure of that
so I took it to the living room and fed it to my cat