Win Some, Lose Some

Tried a new bird seed.

Even the squirrels made it clear

it was not to their liking.

One small bird stood and stared

as if to say, “What were you thinking?”

I drove my granddaughter

to three different stores in search of seed

and this is the thanks I get? Puhlease!


Poetic update

Two mourning doves did stop by

and dined undisturbed

by squirrels or other birds.

I knew there was a reason why

I have a fondness for these guys.


This entry was posted in poetry.

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