He is the Bird- January Post

He is the Bird

I saw him

I was in the woods and I saw him

I started to run towards him

But then all I see is a bird

I searched and searched for him

I needed him

I needed his advice

I needed my grandpa

I remember the day he died

I cried and cried out for him

I hoped he would come back for me

I hoped we would listen to the birds together again

We would take walks in the woods

We once found a woodpecker

I remember him saying,

“The birds will make the best of friends, because they are the ones who listen the most.”

Now whenever I see a bird I think of him

I have found out that the birds really do listen

Sometimes I think maybe he is listening too

Maybe my grandpa are using the birds as a way to still talk to me

I listen to the birds sweet songs

I fill with joy just listening to them

I always listen for them

Just as I had with my grandfather