a crow is a songbird
few appreciate her music
but I do
crow sings often to herself
songs of encouragement and secret joy
knowing the world misunderstands her
singing a song as unique as herself
often singular in her improvisations
fine qualities she has
yet they often remain unseen
most see her only as a nuisance
or as black streak of a shadow in flight
her attributes serve her well:
she's
keen-eyed and discerning
full of fun and inquisition
and eternally inventive
all of her finer qualities aid
her in survival
at dawn
she eats the almonds I drop
off the side of the balcony
her insistent call rouses me early
to remind me
she is hungry
the thought of toasted almonds
has made her a bit impatient
she'd like my company
and to sing her song
as a thank-you
as the almonds fall to the ground
I hear her call out to her friends
they all hop one footed over-joyed in their eagerness
over a found feast of almonds
the joy inside of me
is growing and spreading too
to have a friend
such as you
who trust in me
dear crow
thank-you
my day has begun
and you've blown away
the clouds of loneliness
you are my song-bird.
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writer Melissa A. Howells July 3 2017 7:52pm
and also for this legally copyrighted site title
MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD
factually true, yes indeedy, the crow IS a songbird.
