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"Showers and sunshine slowly bring the deepening verdure o'er the earth; To put their foliage out, the woods are slack, And one by one the singing-birds come back."
                                                             ~ William Cullen Bryant


As I awakened this morning, I rejoiced to hear
melodies of song birds with lyrical good cheer.
'Twas their news that Spring had finally arrived,
time for nature's splendid beauty to be revived.

No longer would the bite of Winter's chill be felt.
Sunshine will warm the Earth;  snow would melt,
The change of season is heralded when robins sing
and flocks of sparrow and goldfinch take to wing.

To my garden I'll hasten. There's much to prepare.
Bird bath needs cleaning to welcome them there.
Feeders to fill with seed to attract pairs for mating.
Chickadees are near, and I can't keep them waiting!

They've nests to build in branches of maples and oaks
I love their whistling melodies, that's why I try to coax
them to remain in my yard for as long as they desire.
There's a cardinal. His crimson hue like flames of fire!

In Spring, flocks of wood thrush and tanager abound.
I open the windows to enjoy their enchanting sound.
My berry bushes feed hungry warblers and blue jays.
Their antics are quite amusing on these vernal days.

Red hibiscus will be in bloom for the ruby throated.
Such mesmerizing little ones. Upon them, I've doted.
Each night I listen to the wailing call of a lonely loon.
Wanting a mate, he howls as a wolf bays at the moon.

When night greets the dawn,  I will awake once more
to hear the mellifluous chirping of Spring Aves I adore.
Even if the skies are filled with clouds,  gray and dark,
distinctive will be the flutelike chant of a meadowlark.




February 24, 2021
A Spring Birds Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
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