Chirr Chirree Chirr Chirree Doo Doo Doo
The bells are ringing in deference to the songbirds.
Cardinals, robins, and one lone blue jay, I always feel sorry for.
Twittering and tweeting, serenading me, the blue jay hanging back a bit.
Chirr. chirr. chirree. chirr. chirr. chirree. chirree.
One of the more arrogant robins is throwing her voice like a ventriloquist.
I feel loved, revered, honored, included, admired, and amused.
Doo. Doo. Doo. Doo. Doo. Doo. Doo. Doo. The symphony keeps going,
Impressing me greatly.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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