Foraging

As he wears his golden crown He forages frantically. The goldcrest alights, he touches down. He wears his crown magnitoquently. "Fee hee hee" he chirps rapidly A spider, the goldcrest consumed; From its web he had plucked it away. His excited search for food then resumed, He must eat to survive another day. The diminutive bird hopped from bough to bough In search for food he scoured the tree. His search of the tree was thorough and fruitful;he had enough to eat. "Fee hee hee" he sang satisfied Next, the bird went to the forest floor. Surrounded by altitudinous conifers, He noticed on the ground were insects galore which he closely monitored. The beetles and earwigs and ants and lice were building and crawling and swarming. The goldcrest once and twice and thrice swallowed an ant with no warning. "Fee hee hee" no more did he hunger; His body was warming "Fee hee hee" he sang from the tree as he sat on a prominent perch. So much the little bird could see from the top of the high-reaching larch. As dusk fell, he remained on the plant; He listened to the woodpigeons croon. The very next day he would feast on more ants ........He drifted off into a sloom By Sean Martin-Byrne