The Birds Come In

Whee whoo Whee whoo The birds call to each other. EEp EEp Whee Whee A black bird with a bit of red Flies in to have a bit of breakfast. Whee Whee Whee Whee Leep Leep Leep The black bird has flown away, The feeder is spinning from his Quick exit. EEp EEp Whipper Whipper Whee Whee Whee Whee A cardinal swoops in, he Is bright red, so I know he’s a he. He starts at the top of the tree, hopping Down branch by branch until he Arrives at the same bird feeder. I have six feeders, and yet, all of the birds Seem to prefer this one. Kee Kee Kee Kee Three Three Three Three Chee Chee Chee Chee A dog barks in the distance. A bluejay flies in. Lands on the feeder. An unpopular bird; he does not care. He knows he is welcome here.