Perched
Baby bird perched unsteadily
Stretching its too young wings
Run to catch it as it falls
But it snaps at your hands
Unknowingly
To death
WAIT! PLEASE!
Elder bird perched ever confidently
Flexing its experienced wings
Look up at it as it triumphantly calls
But it snaps as it lands
Wait!
Limply
To death
I watch as she is perched all too knowingly
Stretching her weathered wings
WAIT! PLEASE!
Watching her past self as she crawls, broken
But she flutters to the sand
Wait
Please
Weakly
Just wait
I couldn’t stop her death.