Michael Degenhardt Poet Rhyme

They Return

The nest in the tree is now bare and quite old
The birds, they had left there, some time ago
Before the winds blew in, the season of winter
Leaving their home before the arrival of snow

South, to the south, they had flown in the sky
Fleeing for safety, in the formation of a vee
Searching for warmth, was what they did seek
So off they went flying, the whole family

Now, as I stand here, looking high in the tree
One, two, no three, birds land on the limb
Maybe, oh maybe, it’s the family coming back
To live in my back yard, all over again

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Carolyn Devonshire February 18, 2009 at 1:45 PM Michael, my mother always said robins were the harbingers of spring. Very nice description of the feelings we have when the birds return! Love you and your wonderful poems, Carolyn

Phyllis Babcock February 18, 2009 at 12:20 PM I love watching the birds come back in spring and I marvel in our -20 that the birds are singing in the trees. I think if they can sing when it is so cold I should be able smile and have a great day. God Bless Phyl

Robin L. Gass February 17, 2009 at 12:07 PM Lovely and thoughtful piece, Michael! Leaves one with hope for what is to come! Great write, Michael. Love, Robin

Barbara Gorelick February 17, 2009 at 11:51 AM I love birds and love to stand and watch the birds outside my kitchen window. I love this write..BG

Frank F. Atanacio February 17, 2009 at 5:37 AM this was warm... I know men aren't suppose to stay warm, but f... it this was warm