Red sun rising, a day just begun
Partly cloudy that hints of showers
A day with minuscule of golden sun
But house finches feel seeds’ power
Those red head flit, sing, and chirp,
Perched on feeders, a vibrant display,
Their melodies floating those sweet twirps,
A symphony of sound on this day
Spring dances upon the warm air
A celebration of new beginnings
My love blooms like flowers fair
In my heart, a joyful feel winning
Swallows’ feathers light as kisses
Do an aerial dance in the breeze
Land inches away, my nose just misses
Avoids causing me that big sneeze
In the garden, love's sweet embrace,
Hand in hand, hearts beating as one,
Together in this enchanted place,
Underneath the warm, golden sun.
How I long to go there once again
To love's enchanted garden
In sweet delight my soul ascend
As life no longer has me caseharden
The songbird chirps his melodic twirps.
10/14/19
Written for entry: F F I series 28 leonine
A little squirrel, a stranger
Came into my yard.
He was met with opposition
By the local boys.
He was hungry you could tell
And would not be denied
Each side took their places
And thus began the fight.
Three of them did chase him
Up and down the trees.
The fourth was busy eating
And scratching at his fleas.
"Hey you little rascals
Leave this guy alone
Can’t you tell he’s hungry
Look at his little bones.”
Yes, I thought you would scoot,
But I also feared
That our little stranger
Would up and disappear.
Come on little one
No need to be afraid
There is plenty food for all
If need I’ll keep you safe.
Ok, come on down you twirps,
Help your self to the seeds
There’s always room for one more
All I ask is Peace.
I don’t care how long it takes
I’ve nothing else to do.
I’ve made up my mind
The rest is up to you.
Cile Beer
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