Gary Bryson


Martins - Poem by Gary Bryson

I watch beyond my window warm,
The melting snows of winter’s storm,
On a pole a house is resting high,
Awaiting my feathered friends to fly-
From windows, perch, and morning light,
They soon all return from their winter’s flight.
Then we again fine neighbors will be,
Enjoying the Spring, my Martins and me.

2/4/05


Comments about Martins by Gary Bryson

  • (4/10/2006 1:43:00 PM)


    It is so nice to read poems about birds I love them, I feed wild birds, my gardenis a home for all. this poem is just up my street just great cheers Sylvie (Report) Reply

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  • Brian Dorn (3/27/2006 10:29:00 AM)


    I love the neighbor idea and their house on the pole. It really is a classic!
    Brian
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  • (3/27/2006 10:08:00 AM)


    I cannot believe that there is no comments on this fine poem, as of yet! It is like as a classic. Keep up the good well inspired work Gary. Best regards-Mike Gale. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 27, 2006



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