Awake to the sound
of the high-pitched
drawn-out song of
a cedar waxwing come
for holly berries,
you break your night's
fast for green tea and
shredded wheat with bran
and berries more appealing.
You wonder if you ever will grow
tired of high fiber and antioxidants.
Who plans to live forever?
Who would want to die today?
Would you dare ask the waxwing
or the holly who gives of her fruit
that he might find delight in her?
Better to begin the digging
to clear a path for tomato plants.
