It was like something out of a fairy tale
when the crane came knocking on the glass of her door.
Tap … tap … tap … and there he was, long beak and all.
It began one day when she was sitting at her picnic
table outside her home.
The crane suddenly appeared and just stood staring at her.
For reasons obscure, it had no fear of her, as if she
were another crane.
Then it came to see her everyday and eventually learned
how to tap on the glass of her door,
the beginning of a long term relationship that sadly ended
when the crane got hit by a car and died.

Bob Boyd