Fluttering
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Written September 24, 2023
For The Contest, “Fluttering”
Sponsor, Constance La France

The fluttering of wings brings so much joy
when I awake each day to watch the show.
Excitedly, birds come to find the feast
that happily appears for them to share.
There at my sunroom window, it's such fun
as I watch wings start fluttering around
and hover till they find an empty spot
to land inside the see-through feeder space.
Beside the window, very close I see
a mix of sparrows, cardinals, and wrens
all patiently await with fluttered wings-
and give each species time to feed alone.
The eating space holds only two or three-
and mating couples share the space as pairs.
But still, some flutter over top to show
they're next in line to start as others leave.
But there's a thief that frightens them away!
When Blue Jay flies in close, the panic starts;
a cloud of fluttered wings takes off in flight!
When he is gone- they circle back again.
Aware their pleasures are so simply met
by coming to my feeder every day-
this morning ritual for me becomes-
a joy that thrills my heart to flutter too!
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2023
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