Bird Party

The birds are having a party;
They're gathering out back,
Although balloons and streamers
They most certainly do lack.

They line up on the patio
Then swoop from tree to tree,
Alighting on the branches
Where the leaves won't let me see.

There's such freedom in their flying
They look joyous in the air 
But for all I know, it's just a way
To get from here to there.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Johnson Avatar
August 7, 2019 at 12:42 PM
I just love a back yard bird party, especially when they invite the squirrels and the chipmunks and bunny's. <3 :)
Allison Avatar
August 3, 2019 at 9:23 AM
what a charming poem Ilene, at the moment we are inundated with painted lady butterflies not birds - its caused a lot of excitement on the Island as we rarely see them:-) hugs Jan xx
Merryman Avatar
August 2, 2019 at 8:12 PM
I enjoyed your poem, Ilene! I can picture the scene. Love, Kim
Wanter Avatar
August 2, 2019 at 6:17 PM
My birds are kin to your birds LOL! I never get tired of watching them. Nicely expressed!
Wolf Avatar
August 2, 2019 at 4:25 PM
Really, who knows?! --Not that a bird can tell you! LOL. Yet another dandy write, Ilene! :) gw
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