Backyard Birds

My son put up a feeder

In his yard, right near a tree.

He added seed, not knowing

Whether any birds we’d see.

 

Yet half an hour later,

There appeared the leading guest

And soon the word, by twitter,

Traveled nest to nest to nest:

 

Some cardinals and chickadees,

Two brightly-yellow hued,

Plus half a dozen other types

All vying for the food.

 

Of course, a squirrel joined the crowd

To scarf the scattered seed,

Which hopefully, he would conclude,

Would satisfy his need.

 

I wonder how that first bird knew

That seed was even there

But I was so thrilled they all came

That I don’t even care.