Little Birds
You were born with five others
A baby among your brothers
I thought I could save all of you
But after one day, we were down to few
Then after 2 days, there was only us
Your brothers scarred from the gust
The gust of wind
That ruined all of the unsinned
The first day you were alone
I tried to save you as my own
I pried your tiny beak
To let the water leak
For you were only a baby
I thought you were gone, maybe
But then you opened those little eyes
We all released sighs
You would be okay I thought
At least a couple days we fought
Every day we were together
Even through cold weather
I set a light to keep warm
And washcloths in your dorm
The day your first chirp was heard
You seemed like a real bird
Like you were going to fly away someday
Everything would be okay,
You opened your beak and asked for food
You had a way of putting me in a good mood
I felt strangely like a mother I never wished to be
But you leaving, I never wanted to see.
He said don’t get attached
I thought we were the perfect match
It had been a week now
I would take care of you, I vowed
But there came a day
That I could not stay
But I knew I could not leave you behind
So I resigned
To bringing you with
After being thoroughly convinced
It was July
No clouds in the sky
I set you up on my lap
I watched you slip into a nap
I wanted to hide you
Save you from an evil few
But I knew the decision to bring you was wrong
And now I wear that guilt like a song
Stuck in my head
While you stayed in your bed
I found you then
You were supposed to grow, when
I am so sorry everyday
I hope you are soaring high today
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