Tuesday, February 15, 2011

A neighborhood of my own

Let’s say I were stuck here
And all the interest in life
Was out my window.

I would become
Particular gossips with robins
Did you see how that dove just moved in?

I would make stuff up
As well as any neighbor…
Well, I would, you just wait and see.

Chickadees, upside down, AGAIN!
The party the sparrows had sure was loud
Drunken dawn chorus every day.
I’d never, ever shut the windows.