fly by

out on a morning drive

across a bridge

spanning the river

you spot a bird 

with a distinctive profile

perched high above

on a light stand

you wonder:

'wow! is that a kingfisher?'

and you pass by

realizing you could never

be sure

but then almost 

instantly lean into the affirmative

of a spectacular sighting

'yes: definitely...that was a kingfisher'