I love watching birds eat.
Mama Cardinal hops along,
testing each bit with her beak
to see if it’s edible. She rolls
them with her tongue
and keeps the tasty bits,
but gives the best away.
Mlady and Dotty love watching
them also; inches apart,
separated by a thin screen,.
Dotty twitches. Mama chirps
and she and her young fly away.
Tao Talk 
We love our cardinals here. :-)
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:)
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I love watching birds eat also. Beautiful poem, Lisa.
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Miriam, happy to hear it :) Thank you.
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This puts me in mind of “A Bird, came down the Walk” by Emily Dickinson…love the imagery.
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Just went out to find her poem. Thanks, Max, that’s high praise.
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That one sticks in my head…it’s so abrupt. I found out about it while reading about the 1920s.
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I remember watching a movie about Dickinson’s life and how much pain she had and how she was bedridden. Nature must have brought her respite.
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A nice picture you drew here indeed! :-)
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Christian, so happy you enjoyed it. Thanks, my friend.
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You can never spend too much time watching birds. (K)
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<3 I made a couple of postcards today. One of them is for you. Will be mailing it out the first or 2nd of Nov.
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A lovely share on bird-watching.
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Thank you, Dale. I know you watch them on your walks.
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Oh, I do, Lisa 😊💞🐦
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