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Bird/Watching
I often feel I’m being watched
By sparrows perching on power lines.
By pigeons on high window ledges.
By robins on nearby lawns.
One day I noticed a dove, smooth-eyed and plump
Staring at me through my lace curtains.
I blushed and suddenly grew shy.
I snapped the blinds shut, and scared it from the sill.
Tables turned, I checked my life list-
Bird/watcher.
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Patti Cassidy has been writing poetry and watching birds for decades. She’s very involved with creating a bird sanctuary in her urban yard and hopes to help others to think about the deeper questions of birds and people.
featured photo by Patti Cassidy
