8.17.15 Like a New York minute

Now, it's nice.

I'll be standing there, watering or trimming or whatever

in the early morning or at dusk

and this small one will sweep into the garden

going a million miles an hour

Stop short and stilled up in the air for a second

( like a freeze frame)

look me in the eye ( I swear )

and then go lose themselves in the luscious meals  

picking and choosing like the salad bar the garden is right now

as if to say ' Oh well, it's that big being. They seem to be ok. 

Let's get on with it.'

And I am , and they do, get on with it, while I stand motionless

and watch as delighted as any best friend or parent or garden neighbor

til I guess their tiny belly becomes filled for a New York minute

And they turn and give me this LOOK!

And swoop real near, and then, fast, way up into the skies

leaving me smiling and breathless and speechless

   Zoom zoom!