Hummingbird My beauty, you are like a hummingbird Rich hues your innate allure would define Your song so much as precious as the third Strong little wings you have for food to find We set the feed and watch you live your life The crows look on and stare perplexed by thee They mock you who is full of stress and strife It is too much, this harsh anxiety So should the feeder be not nectar full, Or the crows return to tease you again, Sweet sugar water will come back to lull, And they will be gone if you should say when As things are looking dark and like the night, Remember, Hummingbird, you are the light
Andrew Lundquist
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