Bird in the kitchen.

Captured in a moment.

This bird visited me in my kitchen.

It just sat and looked at me.

But it could not stay.

I feared the dogs would soon pick up the scent and terrify it.

It did not know the danger.

It flew to the small window

Leaving in my hands a pile of feathers.

So many.

Are you okay bird?

Whisked out the door to safety.

Leaving part of you behind.

A home, should be like entering the heart of a dove.