Comfort Being

I see you every day from my windows

You’re quick with your tiny feet

Your eyes exude curiosity

Your heads swivel incessantly 

You looking out for threats or looking out for friends?

I would never know

You’re not social enough, going by FB standards.

You hang out with few folks of your own

Are those folks new every time? Je ne sais pas;

Your flight is magic to me

You’re so alert, a rustle makes you fly

Not afraid of getting hurt

Not afraid of regrets

Not afraid of leaving your comfort

Perhaps you find comfort everywhere

Wish us Humans be like you

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