Feathered Guests
The layer of snow on my deck
is no longer fresh and pristine.
From end to end, even on the chair,
the tracks of the birds can be seen.
They are looking for their meal
which is placed daily in their dish.
A covered deck on this snowy day,
to not have to hunt for food, their wish.
I feed the twelve birds in my home
and I feed the dozens outside.
On a snowy day like this one
my deck is where they choose to hide.
So little birdie footprints cover
the entire surface of the deck.
They and I watch the snowfall
as at their meal they peck.
They are my little feathered guests
and very welcome here.
They'll not go hungry this winter.
Of that, they need not fear.
* see attached photo
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