The crow family

The crow family showed up this morning, 
they haven’t been around as much lately
with the colder temperatures 
and the shorter days
but this morning, the sun has broken through
for awhile, long enough, long enough,
the crow family swooped down in unison
driven by smell, sight, or patterned memory
they each picked up a large piece
of slightly stale panettone I had left
to share with them, slightly stale
slightly wet, on the rain soaked patio cement
among the still falling yellowed maple leaves
and each, mouthing their large citrus laden treat
alighted on the back fence boards
turning back for a moment, with one eye to me
in acknowledgment, before the flurry of their
wide spread black wingspans shadowed
my field of vision, as off they went
to their breakfast in their nest
PS. Even on dark, sad days it feels good to feed the birds.

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