Two Brown Birds

Photo by Timothy L Brock on Unsplash

I suppose it’s a natural human impulse to give animals a personality as we watch them going about their business. This morning I saw a couple of birds that instantly made me think of my father and grandfather.

Two brown birds

on a patch of rain-dropped leaves

chattering together as the sunrise pulled the mist away.

I think of my father standing with his father,

looking at the floor they just put down,

planks rolling like waves over concrete.

“Well,” one says, “It’ll be fine.

As long as we get some big folks to stomp on it.”