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Jenny Wren By
John I. Blair
Human ears so love a rhyme
Small wonder that this wren
I’m staring at today
Should be named Jenny
(As I’m sure she is).
Perched high upon the top
Of my ragged holly border
She sits and neatly preens
Each feather of her tiny body,
Ensuring none is soiled or out of place.
And as she preens, her pointy face
Looks thoughtful, for she knows this act
Deserves her best attention – as it does
Since pest-free health and fleet flight
Depend upon this care.
I hold my breath
For fear she’ll fly away
Before she’s done –
My contribution, if you please,
To aiding Nature’s order.
©9/16/2023 John I. Blair
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