I Was Watching A Bird…

 

   I was watching a bird,
   pecking the grass
   spread vastly green;
   Open…

   What if I was the bird, I thought?
   Or was I indeed one, only
   confined to my car,
   parked before the very field,
   teasing me!

   The bird was free to fly
   in any direction, any moment,
   and I would have had to smash the car’s window
   if fancied to join the bird, or
   I’d use the car’s door
   if I were any ‘’wiser’’!

   - - and then what?

   Try to imitate the bird using my tired arms?!