Tutti Tutti Tutti Tutti Tutti Tutti Tutti

Tutti tutti tutti tutti tutti tutti tutti tutti too
Tree shadows camouflague the bird 
but her happiness is profoundly heard.

The birdfeeders are full. 
Fresh water in the bird baths.
I sit in the sun listening to her brag about her circumstances.

Glorying in her joyful song.
Tutti tutti tutti tutti tutti tutti tutti tutti too
Her bird speak resonates in the forest.

I can feel my skin freckling
I left my sun hat on the porch, on purpose.
I feel like singing myself.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Kiser Avatar
July 9, 2019 at 4:54 PM
If you start singing, tutti, tutti, tutti, I'm going to be forced to wonder what's youre smok'in.
Krutsinger Avatar
July 9, 2019 at 10:00 PM
I will never tell, but you can guess. I was sitting there listening and I thought "I can maybe make one of these bird sounds" and that is what I heard.
Rodrigues Avatar
July 8, 2019 at 8:50 PM
So very sweet! Tweet-tweet!
Krutsinger Avatar
July 8, 2019 at 10:53 PM
I am the 'bird woman of Kansas' for sure!
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