Birds of a Different Feather

BIRDS OF A DIFFERENT FEATHER

 A  cardinal slipped onto the edge, in the way she liked to do

Content to sit and munch awhile, for more than just a few,

When suddenly a nuthatch landed just across the square,

A common everyday event, most certainly not rare.

She greeted him, as she always did, between a crack and a crunch

Inquiring of his health and such and of course, his entire bunch,

He said that all were well and he wished her brood was fine

Then he grabbed  a seed, turned and flew, for he never stayed to dine.

 Across the box, a bluebird lit to check for her favorite deal

And sure enough, 'tween seeds and nuts, lay her most sought for meal

For bluebirds like to eat just bugs, and things that don't need cracking

A stack of crunchy mealworms makes a meal that's never lacking.

She ate a few then saw her friend still chomping every seed

In fact, the lady never paused one time, to pay her any heed

She ate her fill and when no more were left to see

She gently turned and flew, straight to her family tree.

Now you may think this a yarn I thought to spin

But I've pics to prove every word that I did pen

For a nutter, a bluegirl and Lady C are all of a different feather

But they found a way to co-exist, when suddenly thrust together.

                                           Shouldn't we?

Written by David Warbritton for the Warbritton family , no usage without author's consent