Poetry Friday in the Spring

                   Poetry Friday can be enjoyed with Robyn Hood Black on her 

blog, Read, Write, Howl!       Thanks Robyn!

       I actually had most of this poem come to me yesterday morning, sitting at the computer very early in the dark.  If you are a morning person, you like this special time just before it's full sun.  

                     CHIRP, CHIRP

It’s dark, and the birds are chirping up the sun.

I hear their poems in the lilac bush

And know they must be in a rush

to start their day, and find the seeds

for breakfast that they need.

Chirp, chirp they sing, for now it’s spring

and orange is the sky.

They need to fly to find their food;

when finally day they’ll find a way,

then sit on eggs and wait and wait.

They have a date with parenthood.

Chirp chirp, I hear

says morning’s near;

I must rise and greet the sky

to do my own chirp chirping.

    As it's the first Poetry Friday of April, celebrate by checking on the Poetry Tag Group shown at the right!  And look at Jama Rattigan's blog post at Jama's Alphabet Soup  to discover so many Poetry sites in the kidlitosphere doing wonderful things!  Cathy, at Merely Day By Day, is joining Mary Lee, at A Year of Reading in a poem a day this month. Other daily poem writers include Amy at The Poem Farm, and Donna at Mainely Write.