Daily Poem

Outside My Window


I watch the birds outside my window

How they all chose to
Take off
at once

Like dust
Ready to be swept away
By some invisible broom

Only two last birds
Stayed behind
And then
Together,
They too
Took flight

How strange
I thought, they should all
Make up their minds like that

together
In silence

How quickly our lives
Pick up and
Go

With or without all the chatter
Like birds on a bare tree
On an autumn day
Leaving the branch
As if they just knew