Tuesday, December 13, 2016

Two Little Green Birds

After months, a pattern's end
A new cycle came
To melt and to mend
Patient and tame
An innocence squeaked
From tiny throats
From tiny beaks

A delicate message
From a source has split
Formed into two birds
In my garden lit
A gentle new cycle
Has come home to roost
I didn't quite realize
I must have needed a boost.

-Kelly Voelker

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