by | Aug 21, 2021

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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