In the Cold
They say animals cannot feel love;
that the birds cozying in the branches
are driven to keep back the autumn frost
as we drive back the snow with a shovel,
but sitting together on the park bench
I can’t help noticing his outstretched wing
is like a coat, offered on a cold day
to one shivering in a feathered dress.
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