Poetry: The Hummingbird That Visits Me

A distant buzz nears coming closer until I  look, up into the face of a bird. A beak, oh so long, sucks on the nectar awaiting the taste of syrupy sweets. The eyes declare the truth of its visit. I have long since missed the days we shared. The way you would be on theContinue reading “Poetry: The Hummingbird That Visits Me”