yellow-beaked red-breasts
eat twice their weight
in seeds and worms on the front yard
stick legs hopping place to place
dandelions tap deep water
and flower sunshine
sticky poplar husks litter surfaces
adhering shoes feet
I wake at four open window
a speaker playing bird concerto
greeting first rivers of dawn
and then the robin takes wing
scarlet patch rising high
into new-leafed branches
and I’m left behind lead-hearted
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