I enjoy seeing birds at our backyard feeder,
And, from bushes and trees, hearing some birds that 'tweeeeeter'.
Tiny black seeds attract finches, which have the name ‘gold'....
Who flee from grey juncos which are larger and bold.
Flitting chickadees and 'tufted' titmice, from feeder, eat seed,
While, on the ground, sparrows, towhees, and doves often feed.
They scatter when a blue and white scrub jay flies by,
Or when, overhead, a prowling hawk they do spy.
Waxwings and robins come to pick some nearby berries.
'sorry birdies, ....we have neither grapes nor red cherries.'
Ravens, vultures, and gulls pass high in the air, while
Bushtits and 'hummers' come closer to my chair.
I don't see all these birds every week, but.....i've seen more,
And some non-feathered friends pause, not far from our door.
And when around me i see no animal creatures.....
I enjoy all the plants....that our landscape features.
Welcome, new readers, If new readers I get. But I won't hold my breath waiting, at least I won't jujsts yet. bri : )
An eye that likes to see all will certainly see such birds too. A fine tribute to your pal Angel.
Beautiful, I could read this all day. N searching to understand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful poem.I get to know the names of some birds whose names I did not know.Sparrows, blue jay, humming bids and doves are also found in our area, but we have different names for them.