And I Barely Heard the Finch

And I Barely Heard the Finch How sweet your timid twitter, Like a child pulling on its Mother’s dress, And like the child, “Do you want to talk to me, Do your little chirps mean more than seed?” Free you fly through the dawning skies, Problems far from your waking eyes; Immigration, prejudice, have no place In the world of sunshine on your face. “Oh, you say, there are cats I must fear,” And you avoid them. and many Jays, Solemnly equipped with camouflage, You let those big birds play. And while flap-jawed feathers pick a fight Around oval and hurricane restless seas, Your Master calmly guides you where to go, and You weather storms with ease. And I barely heard the Finch.