Sun Catcher
Little bird, little bird, please tell me, please,
why it is that you chose the steep angled slant
of a craftsman copper cap as the place you would rest
to catch the last rays of the sun on the edge of my deck?
For the angle doesn’t look at all that easy to me
as a choice place to balance for very long as a perch
for a tiny tree swallow who simply wishes to bask
in the last moments of warmth from the sun to this earth.
But it would be a perfect place to patiently wait
if it were really your intent to make absolutely sure
that I would see you, my iridescent-blue feathered friend,
when I pull the shade across my window as the sun fades away.