Prompt: Wink

On doesn’t disturb a birdwatcher.

And from the corner of my desk, I hear

The particular sounds of a dedicated birdwatcher,

The chattering chirps come quietly, the body tucked and alert.

 

And you wouldn’t distract a starving child

From the only meal it’s had in awhile.

So intent on getting to the dish and eating it all

Before someone else could possibly take its food away.

 

You couldn’t think to wake a sleeping person

Whose been working hard all day

Keeping intruders at bay and keeping track

Of all that goes on in its own immense domain and estate.

 

I’m beginning to think perhaps

I should possibly dip in reverence

Next time I serve her majesty’s meal or snack

And, WINK, she sends me her love across the room

And I’m content at last.

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