Little Yellow Bird


You picked a stem of grass

Longer than your body,

Heavy laden with seed.


Flapping your wings and

Giving a little jump with your tiny legs,

You attempted a quick take-off,

But could not get airborne.


Resting a moment still holding the grass,

Not giving up on that important load,

You took a few running steps and

Flew to your nest.

                                                                                Cerita M. Hewett

                                                                                    April 14, 2009

                                                                                    (revised 2014)