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The birds are tweeting past my window
Blackbirds, Juncos, robins, and wrens,
Their aerobatics are a sight to see
As the males pass muster for the hens.
The robins are laying their very first eggs
In nests made of brush and bits of grass
All wadded together with mud and muck
Plunked down like a sky-blue mash.
My un-favorites, those dratty blackbirds
Are nesting in the tall sprawly trees
They’re here every year with all their kin
I’m not about to ask them where they’ve been.
Gotta spruce up those hummingbird feeders
Get that homemade sweet nectar poured
These are the tiniest wee bitty birds
Can’t wait to see their shiny green horde.
The bright red cardinals do reign supreme
In their swelty, felty soft scarlet robes
“Pip, pip,” then a short pretty warble
Berry bushes are targets for nesting probes.
God bless the feathered families this spring
Good health and homes for you we pray
New life and pretty music for us to hear
We thank you for coming this fine day.
NaPoWriMo Day 21