AMERICAN ROBIN by Marc Alexander Valle
I saw a bird pluck a worm from my back lawn this morning. It was a miracle to watch. I wanted to take a picture, but I knew it would soon be over. And I was right. The bird gobbled up the worm real quick and flew away.
How did you even know, Mr. Bird? I can’t even find the crackers in my pantry when I’m hungry. Good for you, Mr. Bird.
One day, you’ll end up in my food, and I’ll end up in your grandbird’s worm. Someday, someway we all meet each other.
Mavthewriter 