We hop on a branch and we both whistle
My love climb higher!

in sunlight
carefree frolic, with big claw feet
we perch on birchwood warm

I side-step the blossom
pink petal, then I think again
and pluck it

for you

beak to beak an offer
for hands I have none

we are happy
for now
at the canopy’s tip

Chagall 2020