Cement Birds On the Birdbath
They cannot fly south for the winter.
Instead, they must stand here frozen
through every weather report,
not needing to worry
about nesting in the cat's mouth
or consider plans he may be hatching.
Maybe the rain
for a comfort
will smooth their feathers enough.
Perhaps, someday,
catching their reflections
dancing among live sparrows,
they will not even dream of flight.