James Peranteau Poet Free verse

Spring Thieves

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   The sopranos each morning
              wake the me
  and at night they lull me into
              mine slumber

  In the days of spring though
        they pilfer my seeds
and thank me with their sullied
                 manners

            All in all though
      I have soap and bucket
   and they have the prettiest
                   coats
        which I thank God to 
               set eyes on

                    Yes
              I love those
                  pretty
               soil loving
                 thieves

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Charmaine Chircop April 14, 2010 at 6:31 AM I love those birds..in trees too..they are thieves aren't they?:)Just leave them some seeds and you'd see...:)lovely poem James..Charma

Dr.Ram Mehta April 13, 2010 at 10:48 PM Very interesting write

James Peranteau April 13, 2010 at 2:30 PM They pilfer my seeds=the birds *smiles* Sara ! Oh...pilfer means to steal, james

Sara Kendrick April 13, 2010 at 1:59 PM Interesting write..Not sure who the thief is though...Sara

Laura Mckenzie April 13, 2010 at 1:50 PM James~ This is sweet and clever I like it! Laura :)

Poet Destroyer A April 13, 2010 at 9:59 AM nice write!!... enjoyed