Starlings Poem by Alison Gaff

Starlings seem at first glance
To be oh so drab and black
But if you take a proper look
There's no colour that they lack

From blacks and browns and in between
With coffee-cream coloured spots
Then if the sun does shine on them
They've really got the lot

When I put them out some food
They all come flapping down
They squabble and they argue
And they sometimes act the clown

They always make smile
When they come down to feed
Some hang upside down on suet balls
While others peck and flick the seed