Poetry and writings for 2020

The Bird Whisperer

The Bird Whisperer
By Lisa Noe

She handled it with very much care
The little bird had fallen from the nest
The others were killed but it lived
She scooped it up in her hands
And pet it upon the naked head
Its feathers had not yet grown in
Still a young delicate little robin
She placed it in a cage
Feeding it hourly by hand
It looked at her with trust
She nursed him to health
One Day she let him go free
But he came back after flying in a tree
He pecked her toes with his beak
Attracted by the red color on her nails
Again she let him go, yet he returned
Six times she let the Robin go free
Each time he came back to her
Finally, he flew away
A sad yet happy day.







Lisa Noe
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