Raising A Wild Bird
by Barbara Binstock
Who will the victor be?
What will you choose,
the challenge of the seasons...
Or me?

My shabby bird of gray
now that you've grown,
Gather courage from the skies
and warmth from sunlight on your wings,

For in the quiet night
We're not alone...

You'll dream of me
upon some swaying twig...
And in the shadows of my mind.
I still will hear you sing
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