Lovelorn.

The bird flew in circles.
It went up and down
it was hovering high
then it descended low.

The bird then stooped down
and sulked on the ground.
Spread its feathers around.
Covering itself in the foreground.

It lay there still for a few minutes
shirking its feathers violently
it rose up in a momentous flight..
In a quick it flew away.

Turning around I saw another bird yonder
It lay still beaten to death by a passerby.
Having lost its companion the bird had
expressed its bereavement through its restlessness.