Big-bellied rats have taken over  Dining in broad daylight  Quarreling over top spot, Well-guarded by an old crow  named Jim.

I will not tend the feeders Not until spring When blue skies fill with  birds of all sizes and shapes  countless colors and calls  all reflecting the sun  and murmuring in unison “We’re back!”

Diana Lynn

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