Monday, 21 November 2011

My Magpie

November morning misty and grey
I'm watching the birds from inside
My thoughts drift away
Until I hear a noice outside

A magpie is looking straight at me
His head to one side
I nod my head like I agree
His beady eyes open wide

He scratches loudly
Makes sure I understand
Shakes his feathers proudly
When I slowly stand up and wave my hand

I take the bird feed
And open the door
Is this what you need
But he isn't there anymore

My magpie sits high up in a tree
I fill all the feeders with the seed
Later when he's eating and looking at me
He's blinking his beady eyes happy indeed

© KH

1 comment:

chris said...

Geweldig en fijn dat je zoveel vogels in de tuin hebt.