BIRD ATOP CONIFER
BIRD ATOP CONIFER
In the silence of a bleak, frigid morn
A tiny bird - atop a lofty pine
Perched, at ease on the wintry-wet day born
The host is erect, with elegance benign.
It was her abode on all the dark nights
Cavity-comfort against chilly blasts!
Bidding goodbye, one daybreak she took flight
Seemingly, frost and gloom will soon be past.