It is true there was not a bird or a butterfly when I looked out the kitchen window this morning but shortly a hummer appeared at a flower that I got a small piece from my sister-in-law..I don't know the species but it is a fall bloomer with purple trumpet shaped blooms..Its leaf is rough like a sunflower or maximillian sunflower leaft..
Below is the poem entitled No Friends At My Call which was written by poet
Kendrick. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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There are no butterflies as yesterday at eve, no birds that sing only quiet ease
Is it too early? Have I arisen before they? Where are the feeders, on the nest far away?
Have they left for a far country to spend the short winter's day?
Where are the ones that entertain me? I am distrubed today...
Maybe I should explore more carefully to see what has happened in the yard..
Is there a cougar or a bobcat? Or housecat that fear arouse....
How can I make it without my lovely friends?
I will have to buy some storebought and try to fence them in..
Maybe they will come later or what if not at all...
I will be sad and lonely with no friends at my call...
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