Happiest Bird I Know - Dec. 6, 2025
- Gary Hunter
- 24 hours ago
- 1 min read
the finches are back, sassy
from some other paradise,
arriving in this one
a hoppy kind of flight, repeating
in the rise and fall of wings,
a show of yellow bellies
they dance for the eyes, sing
to the heart with a brightness
that makes you forget the sun
they fly together like a surprise,
a parade of little lemons
bouncing away
they are the lemonade stand
your eyes wish would stay
for another sip of joy
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