last summer a black crow 
landed in the same spot 
almost every day at the 
same time not sure if it 
was the same one or not
the caw and croak sound 
it made could't be ignored 
like an alarm clock it 
really woke me up then 
I noticed that bread lady 
had not made her usual
rounds she feeds all the 
birds in the neighborhood 
I think the crows miss 
her dearly I named her
the bread lady because 
she always walks around 
with a bag of bread
some call her the bird lady 
others call her the crazy lady
we have a tendency to 
slap labels on people 
don't we I think her 
name is Mary it was 
told to me once but I 
forgot it I don't see 
crazy in a person who 
feed Gods ceatures one 
time she stood in the 
middle of the street 
stretching her arms out 
from her side one would
think she done lost it
but that wasn't it I
witnessed something I 
couldn't imagine birds 
flew in from different
directions landed and
perched on her upper limbs
Mary or whatever her 
name is far from being
crazy she was amazing 
recently I heard from
around the way she's 
gone on to glory
if only I had enough
courage to say to her 
"hey tree lady 
tell me your story" 

      
	
     
     
    
    
