the air is threaded by busy birds.
While many mammals are still asleep,
the sentinel magpies man the alerts
on the topmost twigs of the dormant trees.
As cruising seagulls glide nearby,
jackdaws in squadrons on spitfire wings
dance in circles till roosting high
they fill the air with their chatterings.
Sky turtle pigeons are sawing the sky
then resting to float like toy paper planes
creased by some little boy. The day
fades to dusk as the Spring sunshine wanes.
It's beginning to get too cold to stay.
Home ! where the little birds huddle the lanes.
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