100 Words: Tiny Bird Crosses The Road
Me in my steel contraption came upon Tiny Bird crossing the highway, not flying, but walking on bitty feet, step by step.
It must have seemed an endless journey to Tiny Bird, or he was focused elsewhere, not on the distance required to get from one side to the other. How wise.
I slowed. Prayed fast. Marveled. Sang while he walked. Isn’t it wonderful how the Universe orchestrates our perfect arrival?
Sure enough, a mighty truck wind fluffed Tiny Bird ditch-ward after his final step. Umpire yelled: Home run! Safe!
But tell me please, why (on earth) was he walking?
100 words, focus, In Care of Relationships, Terri Crosby, tiny bird
:-)…………. first outings………….:-)
Yeah, first explorations…!!! A little on the edgy side heading across the road and all.
100 words. 100 answers.
But Terry gave space.
A truck driver blew assistance.
Thank you, Suka!
I hope you’re doing well. Let’s talk soon.