The First Time I Encountered a Phoenix
The first time I encountered a phoenix
I was horrified when he frizzled into ashes
Not realizing he was going to come back
In better shape than ever
I had made a friend out of him on a Saturday night
We were in a speak easy,
but the speaking was not easy because it was too loud
So I took him home, carrying his cage gently
We spoke well into the night
I was horrified that he was rapidly molting
Terrified he was dying
Not realizing that was his way to come back better than ever
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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