I picture them perched
along electric wires
carefully watching
as we pass by.

I wonder what they think of us?
Are their conversations more
logical than ours? Friendlier?
They sing such sweet melodies.

Yes, they also squawk
and screech, but for a
purpose-imminent danger
or a particular need.

I can hear them now
calling each other
back and forth across
the yard, tree to tree.

Hey there! Will you fly over for a visit?

Sure! Let me finish feeding the babies.

I gathered some extra twigs to bring you!

Thank you! See you soon!

Perhaps we could learn
from the birds if we
intentionally listen
and quietly observe.

Perhaps we could learn
from each other
the exact same way…