Morning Writing

I sit here by my window And watch the birds out on the sill. They are pecking at the seed In the feeder I just filled. I sit here at my laptop Trying hard to write a bit. Words aren’t coming easy As I slowly loose my wit. I fix a pot of coffee Then I drink a cup or two. I sit and watch the birds some more As I finish off my brew. I stare down at my laptop As I go searching through my mind. For some words of wisdom And for some words that rhyme. A flock of Zebra Finches Have gathered for a feast. They got my full attention And don’t mind me in the least. As they have their celebration And party for a while Their playful fun and antics Bring on a hidden smile A stream of words begin to flow. As lines begin to form And as the birds all say goodbye I have finally got my poem