Mating Season
Winter's exit saw a smile on my green tree
Tiny leaves budding on barren branches
Where a sparrow posed in white cheeks
Donning on gray neck a broad black bib,
The sparrow did speak with its tiny beak
A song of chirps sounding romantic lyrics
Facing a purple tree's flowery boutique
Where a female danced to chirpy music,
Female being adorned in brownish attire
Looked to the male in glimpses and glare
Showing of its tree's purple white blooms
Flapping wings to fly, but going nowhere.
Putting on charm, male bounced around
Circling the female, displaying warmth
When suddenly they flew, as if by a plan
Chatter they beheld, hard to understand.
Blooming resolutely, green tree swings
Crowning white blossoms on tiny twigs
On branches that host a tidy grassy nest
Inside of which rest grayish white eggs.
May 7, 2018
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