Tossed From the Nest

The first time

I rescued a bird

I was eight years old

Playing tag in Joey Hughes’ yard`

 

I stopped when he yelled freeze

Looked down at my feet

And there, beside my scuffed Keds

A nearly naked bird

 

Everything froze in that moment

While I gathered

Shoebox

Tissue pillow

Eyedropper

Me

 

In my mind, the bird took rest and sustenance

Grew feathers

Learned to fly

Brought its chicks to meet me

The girl who saved a life

 

Instead, despite my nursing

And desperate prayers

A different fate, life lesson learned

My father’s steady hand, my shaking shoulders

His words resounding

Nothing you could have done

Happens every day

Other mouths to feed

Only the strong survive

 

(Day 24: 1 subject 30 ways #memorypoem)

 

About katemccarrollmoore

Kate Moore’s passion is literacy, and she serves as a mentor teacher and staff developer throughout the greater Bay Area. Kate served three terms as the City of San Ramon's Poet Laureate (2012-2018); she also teaches poetry writing workshops and is an instructor in the Master of Arts in Teacher Leadership (MATL) program at St. Mary’s College of California. She was honored as SRVUSD Teacher of the Year in 2007 and San Ramon Chamber of Commerce Educator of the Year in 2009. Kate holds a Doctorate in Educational Leadership for Social Justice from California State University, East Bay, an M.A. in Teacher Leadership from St. Mary’s and a B.A. in English Education from SUNY Albany. She and Bob Moore are the proud parents of four beautiful grown daughters, and the smitten grandparents of four beautiful children who fill them with hope for the future.
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2 Responses to Tossed From the Nest

  1. Liz Brownlee says:

    Awwww! I was lucky – the rescued bird survived (had to feed it every 20 minutes, though!) and lived 13 years… she lived free with us, rode on our shoulders, went go-karting, bathed in a saucer, ate polo mints, flew up to trees but always came back…

  2. bobmoore33 says:

    your unconditional love
    for all creatures big and small
    has never dimmed
    to the benefit of all

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