Bird Hide
By Thomas B
Published 23 September 2023
In the bird hide
Near the window
Black swans are swimming their slow dance on water
Outside the bird hide.
In the bird hide
A calm wind ruffles my hair peacefully
Welcoming me home
To the bird hide.
In the bird hide
The visitors softly whisper
Sharing secrets about arriving with their friends
Near the bird hide.
In the bird hide
The sweet scent of wood brings the sanctuary to life
And a pungent smell of bats hangs
Above the bird hide.
In the bird hide
Calmed and refreshed, I move to the door
Promises are made for a return
To the bird hide.