The Gold Finch At Play

A Gold Finch visited the bird bath today
It seemed that he only wanted to play

He stood on the rim putting just one foot in
He seemed really afraid to take just a swim

Then his reflection he seemed to spy
Soon after he began to fly

Then back down and he did the same
Almost laughed when he called my name

Look at me look at me
Now I'm way up in the tree

Then he was gone 
So long , so long
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Fraser Avatar
July 17, 2009 at 7:21 AM
Quirky write Sara, watching wildlife can be quite amusing>>James
Ragusca Avatar
July 16, 2009 at 1:12 AM
I really enjoied readig this. u have a way with words
La France Avatar
July 15, 2009 at 3:44 PM
This was so much fun to read... made me smile... and thanks for your comment on my poem today... Constance
Chircop Avatar
July 15, 2009 at 2:31 PM
The gold finch is a beauty,yet i can read more deeper here,the bird who calls my name,then afraid to approach closer just flies away--beautiful you writes my friend--charma
Goff Avatar
July 15, 2009 at 2:18 PM
the Goldfinch is beautiful, nice, jim
Joseph Avatar
July 15, 2009 at 1:57 PM
they are playful, aren't they? I love to see them. You have captured their essence beautifully.
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