I woke up to two small birds chirping at my window <br />they tapped their beaks against the cool glass <br />their wings flapped with an excitement they could hardly contain <br /> <br />they knew it was today <br />and they were unsure if there was to be a tomorrow <br />recognizing the importance of the moment <br />i sat up in bed and smiled as i enjoyed their aerial dance <br /> <br />then, as suddenly as they had arrived <br />they flew away with the dawn <br />to greet the next pair of tired eyes <br /> <br />Rachel <br /> <br />11/11/13<br /><br />Rachel Duxbury<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/birds-69/
