Light to Heavy Rain (February 2018 - La Marque)
Birds peck worms from the field
My hands numb, a reminder of France
I head to my truck from the dugout
What kind of birds?
No idea but Papa would know
We're not talking, I miss him
I type and tap on icons and gradients
Maybe a house sparrow?
They reply to the bird call from my phone
The truck is hot, but my coat is wet
I kill the engine and roll a window
The sparrows fly away