Footsteps I hear upon my roof
Wonder just who it could be
Clicking and scuffing this I hear
I look up but cannot see

Who could be up atop my house
And why would they choose that spot
To play and wander all about
Even during summer's hot

Then over the edge of the eaves
A small head and than some more
My feathered friends come a trouping
Oh so many birds galore

How can little things that can soar
Make such a din on my roof
Maybe giving out free bread crumbs
Is perhaps a tiny goof

What started as birds just a few
Has become hundreds I find
Alfred Hitchcock's movie "Birds"
Sneaks into my silly mind

By Sharon (





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Fond Memories

Snowfall At Nightfall

The Barehanded Fishergirl

Bird Behind A Bush

A New Love

Love Stories

I Tasted Your Lips

Things I Enjoy

Conversation Over Morning Coffee

To Dance With Her

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