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The Bird Who Could Sing



She made words dance off their pages

into our hearts and minds

Made us think about life, about love, about struggle

Allowed us to revel in joy

and at times made our hearts sting

while salty tears met our lips

Poet laureate, yes

a word junkie who could string

syllables into sentences sharing

her gift so that we would listen

Listen to the bird who could sing






he is a gift

of love

when I am sitting

he lays his head on my foot

tracking me, one eye open

holding me down

when we walk he nudges his snout up against my calve

letting me know he is there with me

obeying the command

when I leave he dashes to the window

upon my return I am greeted with a smile

and a shoe

or a sock

tail wagging

I provide the necessities for him

he gives me so much more in return

always ready for play

or sleep, if we should need a nap

when I talk, he listens

he has mimicked my sigh

he protects us and invites others into our lives

he is pure joy

all 11 kilograms

I keep him close

because he is family

and I love my family