Waking Up To the Birds
There's a Nuthatch knocking on my door,
Politely asking me for more,
And Chickadees chirping por favor.
The Blue Jays are squawking all out war,
A Crow just told me to do my chore;
There's a ruckus brewing I can't ignore.
The feeder is empty. The Birds implore...
I am awakened by my snore.
Is that somebody at my door?
02.19.19
Songbirds Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Tania Kitchin
Copyright © Maureen Mcgreavy | Year Posted 2019
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