KNOCKING BIRD
I saw him this morning
He came knocking
On my window
As if he wanted to say
Let me in let me in
He knocked and knocked
Until I heard him
As I walked to the window
He kept knocking
And looking in
As if he wanted
To say something
Strange I know
But it felt
As if he was
Delivering a message
To me
I couldn't understand
What could it be
He looked at me
His huge brown eyes
I could see so clear
Strange look
I could not understand
Then I knocked on the glass
And he flew away
But as I turned
And walked away
He knocked again and again
I moved the curtains
To see him there
Knocking again
Go away I said
Fly away
He looked and looked
Then I knocked the glass again
Then he flew away
Then he came again
Knocking and knocking
He came almost every day
And did the same
Still, I cannot understand
But I would do the same
As he would
Day after day
Omatee Ann Marie Hansraj Motivational Author/Poet/Novelist Annmariewrites.com Copyright 2022
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