A Bird's Paradise - POTD

Wintry days were turning mild. After the harsh stormy days. Still not a sound could be heard Except the hammering of posts As I prepared the bird feeders. Surely it was time for their return. Yet not a sound could I detect that evening. So I filled the feeders with delicious seed And went for my usual long night sleep. But with dawn I was wide awake For then the garden began to fill with song. Two male scarlet tanagers settled on an oak On the other side of the street. I was thrilled even though Their song sounded a bit hoarse. Bluebirds sang a lively tune As they fed on worms. But what pleased me most Was to see two meadowlarks, The male feeding the female As she sat on an old nest. This spring was full of promise. A bird’s paradise. 20 February 2021 Spring Birds Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Constance La France POTD Placed 1