Gayle Sweeney

(May 1955 / Massachusetts USA)

Our Feathered Friends


In sunlit green trees three bright berry red cardinals sparkle.
Small chickadees were topped with black caps.
A masked warbler visited dressed up in summery, lemon yellow.
These birds are our friends who love the magnificent feathers
Upon their proud backs!

A blue jewelled brook is jubilantly dancing around rocks
Through its own cool, wondrous woodland nook.
Suddenly closeby a dazzling bluebird friend can be seen
In full flight.
Our strong feathered friends love the heavenly songs heard
Alongside a shining brook!

Some ruby throated hummingbirds are donned in deep emerald
With a spot of firey red rouge, too.
This tiny friend loves to dropp by our blossoms
On blue sunny sky days.
All of our feathered friends love blue
Since it is beautifully forever true!

Side by side red and yellow colored rays of the sun adorn
Like brave soldiers' bars this blackbird's wings.
This special friend's dark coat is as coal black as the
Twinkling, starry night.
Our feathered friends often times during the early morning
Can hear him singing!

Way up, up, up in the robin egg spring blue shimmery sky
Are white powder puff sunshiny clouds.
A light, stirring breeze is gently moving the branches'
Glistening leaves.
From a tall silvery treetop a hidden feathered friend
Is singing out loud!

Into our inviting, bird feeder in the quiet back yard
Many cherished seeds were poured with care.
There are brown birds merrily splashing about in
A bird bath next door.
Lots of other feathered friends have a picnic
With the seeds they're glad to share!

The birds love kisses and peaceful hours filled with pretty flowers.
They love big trees that playfully sway.
They love cloud white cottontails on bunnies
And unbuttered popped popcorn!
Lots of our feathered friends just simply love the whole
Wide marvelous world this way!

Under the golden yellow sun birds love splendid butterflies
Who with stunning wings float in the air.
Birds treasure perfumed petals and sun patches, too,
Where butterflies land.
All of our feathered friends like cloaked butterflies
In lovely gardens everywhere!

High up in the swinging trees
Touching the clear open blue sky
Majestic boughs so joyfully bend.
Where cascades of gemmed green leaves
Are glittering some birds are right at home.
All of our feathered friends love to have fun
And love to stay true blue to the end!

Submitted: Thursday, October 21, 2010
Edited: Sunday, February 19, 2012

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