Birds of Feathers

What the birds know today is that I am not there Funny as it may seem, those birds and I have something in common We are always looking for something, What puzzles me the most is when I put out food They appear from nowhere, chirping and calling for others To come to share the food. They are fascinating creatures, I think I have hyped them too much by feeding them a lot of sugar: However, I loved how they picked the leftovers. And in a nanosecond, the food was gone. I am back in the cold once again, I truly missed those birds outside my door, They do not need to migrate south. And most of all they don’t have to select Or regret voting for a president In their defense, each of them appears to be a leader. Who leads Birds of a Feather?