Poetry, Every now and then i get a little bit lonely when my friends don't come around
My critter friends have lost their way to my new house
Every now and then i get a little bit lonely when my friends don't come around
My sweet hummingbirds have deserted me
Since i've moved to my new home across town
I continue to make their tasty sugar water but still they roam
Leaving me feeling a bit let down
My other fine feathered friends never stop at my shiny red feeder, although it contains an exquisite mixture of seedy delights
I gaze out my bay window hoping to see them again, but they never arrive, guess it's time to turn off the outside lights
I guess they're all over at my old home thinking, " Ruby's flown the coop "
I guess my squirrely friends are waiting for pecans and peanuts
The pigeons i'm sure are worried ' cos they miss my leftover soup
The black bird scavengers most likely are perched on my old white picket fence
Wondering and hoping i'll return again
If only by chance
Maybe if i move my feeders away from my sad weeping willow tree
Maybe they saw willow crying
And went elsewhere to dine happily
Maybe i've solved my problem, moving the feeders away from the sad old willow tree
I guess i'll just do it
Then wait patiently