A Bird Came Down the Walk

First stanza, a bird came down the walk. He bit an angleworm in halves and ate the fellow raw. And then he drank a dew from a convenient grass,. Then hopped sidewise to the wall to let a beetle pass. Were with the bird. We are in a micro cosmic world. What a marvellous string of observations. The dew was there for drinking. But now that's familiar to you writ read it throe or four times. You can almost imagine the bird with a nice little florish a tip at the cap. I know we creatures out here occasionally have to eat one another. Well, such as life. Death comes for all of us