Winged bird to skyward sound

on wings so gracious

your colors abound

on perches of your desire



seeds on the wire.

Beauty washes our feathered friends

purple finches blackened wrens



never ends.

Drink from our fountains

oh tiny sips of silt

drink it quickly

and give that head a tilt

For what you’re here for today

we  shall live in the lilt.

So level your flight Oh dearest blue jay

show us your speed as you move fast away

leave room for the robin with worms at play

and the cat who is coiled for lunch today.