Perched

Baby bird perched unsteadily

Stretching its too young wings

Run to catch it as it falls

But it snaps at your hands

Unknowingly

To death

                                                     WAIT! PLEASE!

Elder bird perched ever confidently

Flexing its experienced wings

Look up at it as it triumphantly calls

But it snaps as it lands

                                                                                               Wait!

Limply

To death

I watch as she is perched all too knowingly

Stretching her weathered wings

                                                                                                                  WAIT! PLEASE!

Watching her past self as she crawls, broken

But she flutters to the sand

                                                                   Wait

                                                                                                  Please

Weakly

Just wait

I couldn’t stop her death.