Seeking Refuge
I feel sorry for him out there. He looks so cold. I don't know of much to do for him though. He used to fly away whenever we went in and out of that door, but lately he has just been staying put. I guess he has decided that the cold is more of a threat to him than we are. I wrote a haiku poem about him.
Seeking Refuge
Under the awning--
a huddled bird seeks refuge
from winter's cold grasp.
a huddled bird seeks refuge
from winter's cold grasp.