It delights me,v
To see the birds
Eating at my feeders,
Finches flocking
For the seeds
Just inches from my eyes
Through the window.
They somehow know
I’m not a risk to them
Despite proximity
And size.
I do believe
That birds, despite
Short lives,
Develop flock lore,
Learning in some wise
While still in fledgling feathers
The hairy human in the house
Brings the food.
©2016 John I. Blair
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