TALES OF WINGS by Tom Jensen
I found myself being happy
Yesterday sitting in the sun
Surrounded by seclusion
Away from everyone
Everything that was human
Of course there were tails and wings
We had ourselves a grand old time
‘Til my neighbor ruined everything
Began banging on his tractor
The creatures thought they heard guns
All the birds flew away
Once they saw the squirrels run
Soon my neighbor went back inside
To do what is of no great concern
Now I’m back to feeling bad
Wondering if my little friends will return