The early bird
I am a little twitcher,
I feel a bit of a twit.
I get up early each morning
And I have my own little place to sit.
I made a couple of feeders,
I must have done them right,
Every day all the food is gone,
And the frame is covered in (poo).
There is one little blackbird
He is getting very tame,
He often hops right up to me,
So BOB now is his name.
There are lots of birds that visit me,
Blackbird, sparrow and tit,
So it's a good job I get up early
So I've got a place to sit.
Copyright © Simon Hamill | Year Posted 2020
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
to post a comment