There are some days where I go outside

see the same two birds fight for something.

Some days it can be

a worm, a piece of bread, a stick.

At times the two birds remind me of

my parents arguing.

Sometimes the arguments are about

money,

my father’s drinking problem,

my siblings causing problems

or at times, little random things.

Then these two birds remind me of

myself, arguing with my other side.

If I should do the right thing or be a daredevil

If I should

go right or left

ask myself again or just do it.

Just those two birds

bring up everything from my life.

But then what if those two birds

were showing their love for each other?

Reminds me of my parents

buying things for each other,

telling each other, “I love you.”

My father getting flowers for my mother,

my mother making his favorite dish.

They remind me of my life now

reaching to that person that needs my love,

sending a message in the morning,

“I hope you have a good day.”

Leading that person to the right path

walking with them to their destination.

Giving that person

a reason to believe

in themselves.