Rainbow lorikeet coming for sunset

The sunset is an explosion of neon redness with the warming glow from the evening sun

light fades when it's getting late

come on, come on, come on

it's getting darker 

my eyesight is blurred

I take a munch on fresh persimmon.

I fly through the air like a fresh kiss on the cheek.

Do I even have a cheek?

I feel free and happy like the bird beside me

I feel safe to call this home.

I feel accomplished