May Visitors
Several small visitors came today.
Arriving one by one
they gathered on the back of the worn cushions
of the aging tattered lawn chair
shaking off the cold drops of rain upon their feathers
they sang unstoppable songs to the heavens.
They scavenged and foraged for some fallen crumbs
from seed remains or bread or fallen cookies
most content that something could be found.
Wet feathered, they prinned and cleaned their quills dry
all the while scanning for predatory competition.
Eventually, each one took brief protection
safe and secure beneath the over hanging eaves.
Then as quick and quiet as they came
they slipped away into the brush
or high up into the bowing trees.
The rain fell fast and bold globules
riding on the brisk tempest of wind
and in the cold afternoon chill
these welcome rested visitors
flit away in the silent hours of spring.
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