Mary Christine Music: Poetry-Blog

CHICKADEE
 
 You and me
And I believe
A miracle
Called chickadee
 
Little bird
Sweetest song
Brightest white
And black belong
 
To this childlike
Feathered friend
Who stands so brave
Through seasons of Maine
 
A day cannot go by
Without a passing word
To my little
Chickadee bird
 
(c)(p) Mary C. Hargreaves