A Poem for All My Little Bird Watchers

Cardinals and sparrows don't share well. 

I was cleaning off my desk today and came across a poem I obviously started when I was recovering from my rotator cuff surgery. How could I tell? Easy. I obviously wrote it with my left hand when I wasn't allowed to move my right arm -- at least the beginning of the poem. I apparently added some stanzas later after I could lift my arm and use my right hand again because those were in cursive.

I truly enjoy writing little poems for my grandkids. This one is about the birds that come to my feeder. How I love them. We took the feeders down for the summer. We start to attract bears in the late spring and that means they have to go. We don't want any bears near our bee hives!

So here it is:

Black-capped Chickadee

The Chickadee and Friends at the Bird Feeder

The chickadee is certainly

The sweetest little bird

With cheerful call of “dee-dee-dee”

It is her favorite word.

She isn’t bossy like the crow

Or greedy like the jay

But like a black-capped little nun

Awaits her turn at tray.

She snatches up a tiny seed

Then flies away and hides

To eat her meal in privacy

She has a modest side.

Tufted Titmouse

Not so the tufted titmouse

Who stays to eat his meal

With a bang-bang-bang and a chip-chip-chip

He breaks the shelly shield.

The bright red cardinal with his mate

Comes frequently to eat.

They often squabble as they dine

Then make a quick retreat.

Northern Flicker

The flicker lands and joins the crowd

He’s polite as he can be

And eats with all the little birds

In peaceful harmony.

The sparrow comes, a nasty bird

Who chases off the rest

Then jumps and scatters seeds galore

He makes a terrible mess.

The finches too are out en masse

The gold and purple too,

Adding color to the mix

With lovely rainbow hue.

Carolina Wren

The plump brown wren comes visiting

And sings with voice so grand

It’s easy to imagine she

Could be a one-bird band.

So fill the feeder up again

The squirrel will say thanks too.

The restaurant for both bird and beast

Provides a stunning view.

Yes, restaurant  feeders are a joy

For those who love the birds

Offering hours of watching fun,

A pleasure beyond words.