I took home a baby bird that I found on the ground.

Because I forgot all of the things they told me

When I was a boy at school,

Like don’t take home baby birds. Look for a nest. 

It’s mother can take care of it better than you can.

Oops. But now it’s here.

It cheeps in my living quarters.

Tried to feed it. No luck yet. And I think to myself,

I am not good at this. I should have remembered what I learned.

Later today, I’ll go back and look for a nest 

In the hopes that the mother is not far away.

And I don’t know what to say about it

Now that I’m the one in charge,

Other than, I’ll remember next time.