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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