The Big Limb
Fell from the pecan tree
It landed head-down,
The snapped end up in the air.
It took with it the pole-top birdhouse
For "purple martins," or somesuch
A bird which is, apparently,
Renowned for its mosquito-eating penchant.
But now the birdhouse is sitting,
Propped against my deck,
Old and empty and bent.
It took with it the pole-top birdhouse
For "purple martins," or somesuch
A bird which is, apparently,
Renowned for its mosquito-eating penchant.
But now the birdhouse is sitting,
Propped against my deck,
Old and empty and bent.
1 comment:
Sad. Seems heavy with double meanings. You're a talented writer my son.
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