Wednesday, May 7, 2014


I love the spring migrations.  TruGreen shows up at our door every year offering to kill off all the things which we love about our yard... the dandelions and clover, the patch of some purple weed in back.  We are the neighborhood haven for bees and butterflies and migrating birds.  We are a safe spot for the migrating birds to rest.

The back yard is full
Of white crowned sparrows,
A visitation
Of sparrows.
My beloved says
They winter here
But these must be
From the South,
Migrating through.
We listen for accents
To help us know
Where they are from.
Maybe they have a song
They learned in the South.
We admire this visitation,
Wait and hope
To see the next one.

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