Hummingbird-W
Ruby red throated, black chinned birds are here
They fly in my porch and look at the door
Inviting me,"Take your camera, we are to be here
Until the winter cold blows, at least until winter".
Buzzes busily, attracted by red nectar
Wings going a hundred miles an hour
Delicate flowers Fushia a succulent dinner
Satin feathers of emerald green you’ve ever.
Flitting from place to place landing never
Never take much space, wings fluttering faster
Darting to and fro from flower to flower
It’s a joy to watch their flight with chitter chatter.
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Sixth place
Contest: Bird's
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