Pottery Corner 12

Merlin

We found this baby bird,
Kim and me, one summer.
Looked alien and stupid.
Grey-black eyes and
Old man's skin.
Pale swollen belly
And a head too heavy to lift.

We fed it milk,
Mixed with bread and sugar.
It didn't like it though.
Next day found him dead,
In his little shoe box bed.
I made a cross of wood
And we had a new game.