he seems showy
at first to most
people
flashing his
bright red
color for the
world to
admire
he appears to
prance and
preen shake his
tail feathers if
you will but
he cannot help
who he appears to
be
he did not
come into being
knowing he
could be spotted
almost any
where as his
wares wear on
him
he sat on the
roof next door on
easter sun
day and
he looked at me
with his
dark eyes
and said hope
fully some
day
he was around
all that spring cracking
sun
flower seeds with
his gorgeous orange
beak or he
would be in a
tree
singing his song
only for
me
he went away
over the summer and
i mourned to
not see him in
the morn the
tears
ran down my face
tearing my
heart in two
into
pieces
he appeared again
a few weeks
ago
after being on
the go
go go go
now some mornings i
open my eyes and
there he is in
the tree i can see
can i see?
he isn’t saying
he eats and
he sings and
sits on his perch and
he stares back at
me
~ Meribeth Hutto