by Phyllis Beebe
At
Six AM
At
six oclock the mother bird
wakes up from her
rest.
"Get up", she tells her
children,
"Its time to clean the nest,
But
first we'll all have breakfast.
Who'll eat the
biggest worm?
And then we'll have a song
fest
Each singing in his turn.
Later we'll
all go flying
Over trees and rivers
wide
I'll
show you where the berries are
And where the
best bugs hide.
When Evening comes, we'll
settle down
Again in our snug nest,
To
preen our feathers, clean our bills
And take
another rest."
Golden Visitor
Perched
on the feeder
Cracking sunflower seed,
The
Goldfinch, not following the leader
Of his
flock
with equal speed,
Pauses to renew his
strength
Knowing Mother Nature and
her
Plans for his fall flight's length.
The Casual
Cat
The Casual Cat while
strolling the lawn,
Doesn't notice she stilled
the merry birds song.
When she stops for a
wash, something catches her eye
With surprise
and chagrin, she sees the birds
fly."
