Flipping, flickering through the air
Darting from branch to branch
Caught at times by the slight breeze
Alighting, picking at plants tiny seeds
But, with one eye always seeking motion
Trees, bushes bound by their deep needs
Bare your weight without a frown
And as you lift to seek another perch
Those branches hardly ever move
So delicate your grasping wee feet
Your eyes so bright and shining
I watch silent as you land at my toes
You and I, we know each other well
Me, I’ve seen you so very many times
Either fathers, mothers, here you dwell
Drop brown bread crumbs for you
See your toes check, before you peck
So I’m lost gazing, my love for you true
Then away you flit, dart back to tree
Leaving me behind, somewhat forlorn
However I know it’s better that you’re free
Dec 11, 2023
Dec 11, 2023 at 11:21 AM UTC
Flipping, flickering through the air
Darting from branch to branch
Caught at times by the slight breeze
Alighting, picking at plants tiny seeds
But, with one eye always seeking motion
Trees, bushes bound by their deep needs
Bare your weight without a frown
And as you lift to seek another perch
Those branches hardly ever move
So delicate your grasping wee feet
Your eyes so bright and shining
I watch silent as you land at my toes
You and I, we know each other well
Me, I’ve seen you so very many times
Either fathers, mothers, here you dwell
Drop brown bread crumbs for you
See your toes check, before you peck
So I’m lost gazing, my love for you true
Then away you flit, dart back to tree
Leaving me behind, somewhat forlorn
However I know it’s better that you’re free
