Blue Tit In My Garden Poem by salma. torrez

Tweet tweet tweet
Blue Tit building its nest
tweet tweet tweet
no time to stop no time for rest
like every mother working hard and tidying up
she doesn't hear a sound and looked out
her prince charming was taking a nap
tweet tweet tweet wake up
wake up, you supposed to be guarding me
tweeting furiously
she flew with such a force and kicked him of a tree
he pretend to be injured, lying on the ground
she sat beside him i'm sorry i'm sorry
he looked up at her stop crying you sound like a hound
tweet tweet tweet, i love you, you are my prince charming
wait what did you say? i sound like a hound
you look so ugly when you frown
you quickly full to the ground
you are so clumsy like a clown
but i love you
he, with all my faults
i love you more than any bird or a man
my heart is totally yours please try to understand.
poem, photo by Salma Torrez.copyright.
(this really did happen in my garden)