MEETING WITH A HUMMING BIRD

by joannagilmanhyde

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:17am

Out on My Deck, briefly

to assess The Silver Sea

as I stood on a mat of rope

A Humming Bird came to Me —

was it My Fuchsia Pyjama Top

which prompted saying “Hi”?

Or was He alerting Me

to The Importance of My Day

before He said “Good-bye”?