Pretty Birds

Flutter by the window pane

Yours and mine again and

Again

Red one, brown one, blue little flutterbys

Twitter chirping wake 'em up lullabies

They start the day with a song in the sunshine

Still they sit quietly even in the rainy time

Feather flops flitter by and catch my eye from the side

Often inspire me to daydream and wish a little bit

That I could be as free as the little twirly birds that outside my window sits

Sometimes hopping bopping or gliding by

Seeing more of the world than I

Much more than I will ever know yet often confused by a southern snow

These tiny carefree musical clowns with their lively and sometimes annoying sounds

Beautiful creatures on spindly little legs

All hatching in the morning’s glory from itty bitty tiny eggs

I am in awe of these flying treasures

my only hope is to one day return the favor