Bird

Yesterday, as I was driving, I saw a bird on side of the road.

In the middle of the road was another bird who had recently been hit by a passing car.

I felt sad for that dead bird, but sadder for it's friend who was standing, watching and waiting.

I looked in my rear vision mirror as I drove further along, only to see the watching bird hop into the middle of the road (once the cars had passed) and start eating its little friend.

Sadness over.