When I'm troubled, or sad... or sometimes when I just have a little time to daydream......
I think of this guy:
And wish I could afford to buy him from this oh so charming store that I happened to walk by on a beautiful October day in Concord, Massachusetts:
Because sometimes it's nice to get away from the stress of the real world,
and imagine how it must feel to touch his regal plume.
Or his smooth, shiny back.
I think his antique wheels must squeak a tiny bit
as they are gently rolled across a smooth coffee table
where he would undoubtedly spend his days
perched in proud splendor.
Then I imagine that he is much larger than any table,
Then I imagine that he is much larger than any table,
because the entire world dangles from his beak.
We are all just tiny people,
hitching a ride
from a Bird on Wheels.
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