I sit atop a tree, and say good morning with a tweet-tweet
while looking down on God’s creations, and it’s humanity.
I spy a familiar site, as it crawls thru dewy grass
maybe I could have a little taste,
but I think this time I’ll let it pass.
In peering upon the creatures, that walk on by
I often wonder why they’d rather walk, than to simply fly.
With wings that have no feathers, and noses that do not eat
it just be better, that they stick to, using their two feet.
A quick glance around, and once to the ground below
That familiar creature hasn’t moved to far,
in fact it’s moving pretty slow.
I may have to swoop down and make it, a savory treat
To slurp it down, and profess what I’d found,
with a happy cheep-cheep.
So as I drift from one branch to another,
to the ground and back high again.
I wish you all a pleasant day
from this very happy Wren 🦆 oops I can dream 🤪