Winter's Breath

Children's Poetry

fair feather friends

gather amid snow

perched on bird houses

between tall green pines

and winter' s breath

yet filled with sunshine

Inquisitive as they chat

in bird language ~ 

how to usher in 

spring ? 

Bluejay brimmed

in sweet supposition of  enchantment 

our bird sounds are

are such of serenades

and magic and melodic

music carried on 

a springtime breeze

Cardinal chirped in

They all eagerly agreed

those humans will be

cheerful to view us

and listen ..

 for we have songs to sing

 

 

Reviews

[willweb]

That was really fun to read. I love the birds around my house and have several feeders out for them for the winter months. I like to think that they like me for it. Really nicely written Fran

[Unspoken poet]

i really love this write, I love birds, I have a bird that keeps trying to fit in my birdhouse, the darn bird is just too pudgey, it's funny to watch it fit in there. So I am going to build another birdhouse and make the hole bigger on it, so the pudgey ones can fit in there.
Enjoyed this write

[Fran Marie]

Thank you for reading
your pudgy friend will no doubt
appreciate a new house..i appreciate
your review

[Unspoken poet]

not a problem

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I am more than glad to be a child again, if I get to read this kind of cheerful verse.
I live on Blue Jay Lane...and we have plenty of them to brighten up the landscape.
j.

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Jacob..it's always
nice to connect to our inner
child..Blue Jay Lane. sounds nice

[Relic]

I love seeing coloful birds in winter. Love the picture and the poem. :)

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Tim me too, they do lift the spirits😊