White Bird Seed

{For RogPog...

This Christmas,

sending reminders that

Your Common Family loves you,

 - C}

Round of applause echos in your place...
Your place.

You gorgeous creature,
there is a table
          still silently signalling your name to passersby -
                    some things never change - 
          and a signal waiting for you to sign on to.

White bird seeds scattered each morning
          spread reminders of your chirps... 
     Soon you will peck them up again
               with peckish thanks (eyes
                                                    rolling as the dice in the background, 
                                                         calling you out of line, 
                                                             and back online).

Eyes rolling with a smile,
     "No pennies, girl - 
                    just pumpkin pie - 
          and one more round before I go,
soon to return to the round 
table..." 
     ...
...We are sending out a signal for you to 
          sign onto -
echoing in 
your place;
soon to return.