The little star all by her lonesome has always envied the
stars in a cluster
and their ability to rely on one another.
Why can she only joke with
them
but never bear her heart to
them?
Why has
the star who is only a thousand years old
already gravitated to their cluster
but she has not?
The world is a blur without his glasses but he does not wear them
When he sees someone farther down the sidewalk
he often thinks that blur in a red shirt is his friend
but with his glasses he can see that it is not
His glasses sit dusty in the bottom bathroom drawer
and he goes about his life in a blur
Sometimes the blurry landscape is better than the full picture
What about the mama birds that never make it back to their young?
Who leave the nest early to get the early worm
but find only an early death
And what of the young who are left behind?
Who cry in their nest as they wait for their mother
but eventually must provide for themselves
Why is it acceptable for birds to make mistakes
in the things they were never taught
but not the humans who make mistakes
in the life they never got?