Birds

Chaffinch on the table

Blue Tits on the bench

Starlings on the cable

Little Black Bird on the fence

All about their picnic

All about their lunch

Some Wren’s a pick pocket

 Some woodpecker packs a punch

Out the garden grows the vine

Out beside the pond

Far beyond the picket fence line

Keeping true its bond

Where sat the warbler

Warbling his song

To the dawn in chorus

For all the New Spring Long