I opened my eyes,
And there she was,
The hummingbird.
Funny how fragile she is,
Yet, so powerful in flight.
I gaze in amazement as she hovers,
Searching for that one flower,
To give her what she so desires.
Selectively, carefully she searches.

The hummingbird.
What a beautiful creature.
As I admire her,
I can’t help but to think...
What if I’m the flower she searches for?
I smile, and close my eyes.
No creature compares to her,
The hummingbird.