Wednesday, September 27, 2006
The bird and me
"At first we walked, the bird and me,
And struck a wary truce.
He did not fly, but stayed nearby,
Believing me obtuse.
"And then we talked, the bird and me,
He seemed to like the chat.
Content we were, to share our time
I spoke of this and that.
"But in the end, the bird and me,
We went our separate ways
Me, with a sigh, to watch him glide
Above the ocean spray."
~~ Barrier Island Girl