Nature In The City Poem by Donal Mahoney

Nature In The City



Granny watches nature in the city
from her window after the nurse
takes her tray away.

She likes to watch the bird feeder
grandson Ahmad hung for cardinals,
chickadees and jays.

It's an everyday buffet, she says,
until a squirrel leaps from a tree
and lands on the feeder for

a balanced snack and then
a cat scrambles over the fence
hungry for squirrel but finds

the squirrel's back in the tree.
So the cat decides to wait
behind an ancient oak

for the birds to come back
once they see the squirrel's
no longer on the feeder.

Granny says nature in the city
is sometimes like her childhood home
now in chaos in the Middle East.

Tuesday, February 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: birds,cats,nature,old age ,war and peace
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Eugene Levich 16 February 2016

If more people took up bird watching the world would be a much more peaceful place.

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