The Little Bird Poem by Mark Otieno

I saw a bird behind a leaf
I moved closer to take a look
I saw both her eyes covered in grief
I asked her if there was something i could do
She looked up to the sky
And asked if i could blow the storm away
She said she was scared and too young to die
I smiled and told her there was nothing wrong with the stormy day
I told her to find the courage to fly above the storm
And she shouldn't let a pile of cloud and a bolt of light pull her down
I saw a smile on her face
As she opened her wings and took her flight
The little bird disappeared into the cloudy space