Crows peck and hector a red-tailed hawk
but I fret over a friend who has closed a door
shut herself for whatever reason I cannot know.
I step carefully asking but even still
closed shuttered locked I won’t be told.
I have witlessly lost a friend unlike the hawk
who never had one never cared to but I
whatever I have done however I have changed
gone wrong disappointed failed to please
the result is all that’s clear. I am no hawk
and I’ve lost a friend.
