Mid-morning notes,
a treetop preacher
hooked beak, dark robe,
speckled vest calls
“Listen up, Listen up.”
Puffed up virtuoso exhorts:
make the best of the beak
you’ve been given; keep
a close eye on your turf,
skip often, don’t waste time
unless a song bubbles up.
All About Birds CornellLab
How About That 
For a bird lover like me, this poem is an absolute delight. Perfectly seen and written. Thank you, Marion.
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Bird love, word lover, poet, author…thank you for the kind comment.
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Ahhhhh, what a refreshing different kind of tweet …a special sweet treat….but then: birds of a feather…..
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Somewhat like listening to a special friend😊
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More fun to listen to than many of the human variety, for sure!
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