The Crow

The crow is a sizable bird
With plumage
As black as coal,
Beady watchful eyes,
A birdly sort of intelligence,
And a loud mouthed caw
That sounds like a laugh.
“He is laughing at you!”
I used to tell my kids,
But it was me he mocks,
My kids insisted.
I have seen him fly
Many times
Attacked by a sparrow or two,
Birds much smaller
And far more agile than he.
Maybe my kids were right,
But he laughed with me,
Not at me,
For he understood
What it is like
To be pestered!