By Caitie Young
little boy holding the bird,
listen to its wings
humming against your fingers,
the bright berries in your palm
are the bird’s sweet delight.
little boy, she perches on your
thumb and pecks, she watches the world,
little boy let her sit, let her look,
hold your smile, keep your hands
open for the birds,
little boy, keep your eyes
on the beauty of the world.