Hummingbird Thumbs

 

 

If hummingbirds had

opposable thumbs -

they could carry a tune

as they flew –

 

I’d retrace my steps

back through my life -

until all of my footprints

were new –

 

When tree-tops would tickle

the bottom of clouds –

who would giggle

as slowly they passed –

 

Good times and summer

and friends that I knew -

would not be a thing

of the past –

 

But hummingbirds haven't
opposable thumbs -

can't hitchhike
at least so I'm told -

and I can't return
to that time in my life -

It's simply my turn
to be old.