Central Park Gems
For a few weeks, they descend upon Central Park greens.
To refresh and feed after a long northbound journey.
Flying through thousands of gray and blue miles.
Arriving in feathered shawls in every color and style.
Pasty-eyed birders come out to happily greet them.
Praying to get a picture of that ooh-ahh moment.
Beautiful things fancy to play hide and tease.
In thorny brambles and the tallest of trees.
Chirping "try and find me-try and find me".
They stay until they've gained proper strength.
Growing weary of the hide-and-seek game.
Leaving behind the concrete embedded in violence.
And a few precious gems to appease pasty eyes.
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