Wings

May 20, 2021 by Bob Oberg

Thursday is my volunteer day at the Raptor Center, a special place much beloved by Marianne (my wife) and now by me. After Marianne died they hung a special plaque in her memory at a little ceremony. I was invited to volunteer in rehab, and I accepted! The shift that was open was Thursday diurnal feeding, and that was perfect — the day Marianne had originally volunteered. Being at the Raptor Center is healing for me, both by being with the birds and with the wonderful people — staff, volunteers and interns. It is a community. This short poem came to me one day while feeding birds!

Wings

How beautiful is a bird on the wing

Such elegance and grace

It fills my heart with joy.

Inspire me, oh my feathered friend,

That my own dream may have wings

And fly!