• a beautiful robin sits in the tree above me
    i see her sitting there enjoying the summer after noon
    i hold out my hand and i wait
    she notices my hand and alights from the tree where she was perched
    she flutters around my hand and lands on it
    i hold out my other hand and it has bird feed in it
    she starts to eat out of my hand and once the bird feed is gone so is she
    she has left and never to return once a beautiful creature now a faded memory
    in the past i will miss that beautiful creature but now i will look towards the future
    i will see what it holds and hope that it wont be just another memory