I want to sleep…
I want to tuck my head under my wing
And observe the world from safety
Feeling the warmth of my feathers
The smell of my comforter
The lumpy familiarity
Years of cradling my head
I want to sleep….
While the world goes on
Leaves fall, trees become bare
Silent witness to the passage of time
Fall passes to the cold of winter
I want to sleep…
Waking up with spring
Bird song, flower buds
Green and fresh and hopeful
Everything so vibrant and alive
Until then, I want to sleep..
Michelle L. B.
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