Visitors Poem by Jay L. Morris
Visitors
This morning to my window came
a bird with song and life.
He lighted on my window pane,
joined promptly by his wife.
In search of something for the kids,
in search of morning's light.
He flew and landed, then he hid,
and was hidden from my sight.
Then there appeared about the bush,
the bird with worm in beak.
They fluttered off in such a rush,
and I've missed them now all week.
may 1984
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