homeless with a baby
sitting in my office
waiting for a phone call which may never come
to save them
Instead when I step out back
for the brief sanity of trees and traffic
I see the pigeon that I've seen all day
and realize it has a broken wing.
I'm sorry for your injury,
I say to the pigeon,
I'll get you some water,
You are dead but you don't know it,
won't make it till winter
but today I can offer you
crumbs.
1 comment:
You captured the entire experience in these few words...phew...thanks.
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