the sun brightens blossoms on the Serviceberry tree

our picture window is a portal to an aviary

a host, a plethora, a spectacular group to see

our yard’s the popular place for hungry birds to be

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One Response to “aviary”

  1. Nicolette Says:

    even as I read your little poem
    the songbirds I hear
    your little ditties are bringing me cheer

    the twittering silence is then broken by my barking dog
    who dominates all other noises like a bellowing hog
    then he collapses exhausted in front of the open door
    and twittering silence is golden once more

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