"A Real Occurrence"
i was with my buddy
and his beautiful wife
driving to Tulsa
drinking some beers
oh, what a life
drank some more brews
and ate some grub
got right with the world
then entered the club
C.O.C. was playing
i was getting lit
peeled off my shirt
and jumped in the pit
exhausted and sweaty
by the time it was done
moshing that night
was so much fun
i got into the car
with my cramps
and my pain
watching the windshield
as it got pelted with rain
in the backseat
is where i laid
it didn't take long
as i started to fade
i woke up surprised
as it was storming quite strong
my decision to leave
my trucks' windows down
proved to be wrong
we got to his breezeway
drenched to the bone
was hoping the rain
would die down
before the drive home
some moth-like motion
caught my sight
it was in the corner of the ceiling
in very little light
i walked over and caught it
with hands gentle and soft
to our amazement
it was not a big moth
in my open hands
its emerald wings
were outstretched
we all couldn't believe
this was a humming bird
i had fetched
it sat in my hands
tired from flight
it had been trapped there
all threw the night
i took it from that place
held it under the eve
with a million flaps of its wings
it then took its leave
Jimbo
7-1-05
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