There Is No Place Like Home

Outside window on verge of eve, is a chickadee waiting for warmth

With a powerful lift, painted closed window sees light of new day

Tied around her beak a beautiful presentation

Silk ribbon heavenly shade of blue, she grips with precision

She sits so delicately upon her chosen women

There is confusion spiraling about

Her hands shaking as chickadee presents the rice paper

Should she keep its contents wrapped and bound with a secret to be found?

Excitement keeps her curious

The delicate woman unwraps its light or dark

But before the paper uncurls, silk ribbon intrigues her senses!

Taking the ribbon across her face caressing its smooth feel

Realizing it must stop

Procrastination is her middle name!

Moments lately, ephemeral and few

So uncurl my girl and read its tale!

Chosen to go back home with your companion is what it said!

Confusion took hold as tilt of the head was placed

Now talking so calmly to this bird

Would never have done this act before

This is ludicrous!

My beautiful chickadee what does this mean?

You are going back home to the paradise you once knew

I am your angel to hold you tight

Fly with me as I take your anxiety away tying into a silk ribbon

This time color of your choice!

Watching the ribbon blow away in the wind

Gracefully following the moon

Taking a journey faintly proverbial

Suddenly luminous white radiance

This comforts woman, realizing blue silk ribbon and its message

There is no place like home!