Poems I made(2021-ongoing)

A Robin's Desire

Note: 2021

I watch the birds sit on a wire
They fly so high as they desire
and just as I'm about to leave
I hear a chirp underneath me

I looked down and there I see
A baby bird under me
It's soft red skin, and smooth orange beak
I heard it let out another peak

I sit down near it's nest
and it gets up and tries to flee
I reach my hand out for it
and it goes on, it doesn't flee

I reach up to the little wire
that sits as high as it desires
and one more bird is sitting there
With all it's family, one another.