Bird

I see the bird

It comes to the feeder

Back and forth

Back and forth

All the great, long day

Eat, eat, eat

Live, fly, sing

What do I know

About the stress of birds

Still

There seems to be a peace

We may have forgotten

To wake

To know

How to go about living

A simple here i am

In this place

Let me do what it takes

To stay in this space

Until I’m not

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