Windowsill
Windowsill 8.21.21
Two birds on my windowsill trying to keep warm.
Pelting rain drenches them all.
They try and rest, fluffing and rustling their feathers closing their eyes.
I say to them you’re safe now.
Cat inside meowing tail twitching watching them sleep.
Then jumps at the window.
They fly away into the trees.
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