Then I saw one of its legs had been torn off.
I touched it gently & it opened its
beautiful brown eyes
& looked at me without fear.
I picked it up and put it beneath
the pear tree. When I looked again
it clung to a branch with its one leg.
Then it flew away.
That look in the small
bird's eyes - closed till it saw
I was friendly and then they came back to life -
I'll never forget. It reminded me of a lover's eyes.