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