Happiest Bird I Know - Dec. 6, 2025

Gary Hunter
Dec 6, 2025
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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