I saw a bird bathed in wondrous light
For me that time a beautiful sight
It sat on the branch, so still it's gaze
With our human noise and haze, he perched and didn't faze
Then so lightly it jumped from branch to twig
A constant movement from stem to sprig
With fluttering wings it's mate arrived then
With only brown, the smaller hen
The two tweeped a magic sound
It was marvelous the sweet sounds they found
Then something arrived, it made me jarr
I changed my mind and wished them afar
As they'd just crapped apon my car
Neville Hunt 3 months ago
What a bum deal! Nice one Peter!
Jamie Clapperton 3 months ago
Ending really tickled me 😁 😁
Drew Martyn 3 months ago
A wonderful ending, Peter. There I was, reading it, thinking of the Clifford T Ward song "Nightingale" (based on Robert Browning's poem of the same name) only to be hit by the ending. Superb sir!
Christopher about 2 months ago
Haha. Really nice, Peter. Well, except for the car.