Silly things!
Scurrying ‘round in flocks of 2 or 3,
picking at the scraps:
French toast doesn’t remain
on the ground for long!
I can tell the females are
greyish; males maybe brighter brown.
I’m no ornithologist;
I can appreciate a good little bird
though;
these little things are
little wonders,
aren’t they!
Look: this one has a
pink Fruit Loop
stuck round its beak:
if Kellogg knew how convenient
these were for the little birdies,
they would be proud –
How well they fit, like wreaths
around their beaks;
how well they fit down their little throats!
I don’t know if I should be mad,
losing bits of food to them,
or if I should be amused at their excitement, their sugar high;
or just to sit in peace,
regarding them
with such a
watchful eye!
"...daintily picking up a Cheerio..."
Photograph by Kelly Riccetti
Source: Red and the Peanut
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
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:-) I love your poem. It perfectly captures the action of robins gobbling up their breakfast!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Kelly. :) And thank you again for your wonderful photographs!
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