Birds

I didn’t feed the birds today 

Something came up 

Drug me down 

And that’s where I’ll stay 

I noticed the rose on your box 

Before you woke up 

As I walked to town  

No alarm clocks 

And I didn’t buy the morning views 

Bad news don’t let up 

It must be going around 

You get what you choose 

So I guess the clouds may rain 

Time to fill my cup 

Drink it down 

Rock from the chains 

Goldfinch on my porch swing 

Like a buttercup 

Singing her sound 

What a joy she brings 

Copyright Beth Sutton 2021

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