a bird house hangs there
robins flitting in and out
hungry "peeps" within
a bird house hangs there
fluffy chick in the doorway
mother on the ground
a bird house hangs there
silent, motionless, empty
vacant until spring
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No Vacancy
bluebird at the door
mama is checking it out
papa waits nearby
wrens flit in and out
today a flycatcher too!
same house, same springtime
I think they've joined up
to form a birdie commune -
chillin' at the pad!
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