The House Finch Vulture snow could return out of

snow could return out of season

and its wings expanded with a regal air

the last Hawk closed its weary eyes

a lone Starling took flight from the gnarled branches of an oak tree

The House Finch Vulture snow could return out of"A House Finch floated above its nestling; its wings outstretched in a selfless display. The tiny bird's vibrant feathers shimmered in the golden sunlight, casting a warm glow upon the scene. The House Finch watched over its young with unwavering devotion. It held itself never tiring as if the weight of the world meant nothing compared to the safety and well being of its precious offspring. In this quiet moment of avian grace, the House Finch embodied