Rounding a
corner in the lane
I was
surprised by a swan
Seated on
the grass verge.
I stopped to
say hello and
Admire her
when,
Lying, neck
swollen and wrongly
Bent, I saw,
I guess her lifemate.
Dead.
It explained
the shoddy, still-white
Feathers
earlier scattered up the
Road.
I’m so
sorry. I’m so sorry.
My tears
began to flow.
I thought I
saw her understand me.
In the
background a rainbow
Framed the
sorrowful scene.
Such beauty.
Such pain.
But like
sheep in driving rain, her expression
Didn’t
change.
Slowly as
time continued to pass
Perhaps I
began to understand her.
