Feeding Birds

By John I. Blair

It feels good,
It delights me,
To see the birds
Eating at my feeders,

Finches flocking
For the seeds
Just inches from my eyes
Through the window.

They somehow know
I’m not a risk to them
Despite proximity
And size.

I do believe
That birds, despite
Short lives,
Develop flock lore,

Learning in some wise
While still in fledgling feathers
The hairy human in the house
Brings the food.

©2016 John I. Blair