Birds of the Sky
I’m listening intently to the birds
Outside my window as promised
For they seem to be talking birds
Intent on singing it out if pissed
Or chanting it out if challenged
But the tune now has changed
I open the curtains ever so gently
And peep outside but see nothing
On the window sill or thereabouts
I peek over the neighbour’s wall
And still espy no telltale thing
But the bird song now soars
Ha ha! It is that loquat tree again
That has given forth its juicy fruits
But as we could not get to the top
To pick the sweet yellowing fruits
It has mysteriously beckoned
The birds of the sky to a feast!
Copyright © Gerald Kithinji | Year Posted 2013
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