Love Birds

I did lament, in days passed –

what had happened to my love birds?

the rainbow lorikeets

were they sick and sighing in other places?

so did query the bird people of Sydney as to

the hazard

got no reply – read

forlorn stories of these birds with weepy eyes

and no flight or fight and decayed braid

I waited and waited in my forlorn tresses

and thought other  birds might have trammelled them

but happily they came back

and,  finally as a family of three.

Amidst the Nazi mynah birds