The bird chirped on the balcony near,
Its sound meek and ever so troubled.
Went I near my window to peek;
And sadly saw its bleeding toes.
Heard I another sound, a boyish one;
I see the neighbor’s kid rushing out.
Panicked and caring, he runs about,
Finds bandage to nurse the wounds
The reticent bird quavers scared;
On the floor sits patiently the lad.
The bird dawdles about aimlessly;
And at length approaches him!
Slowly, surely he seeks the wounds,
Dresses it like his own mother would.
You’ll be good soon, he says quietly;
Pecks the bird on his cheek lovingly!
Undecided the bird about spreading wings,
Trudges about here and thereabouts.
Summons some pluck decisively;
Spreads its wings and flies into space!