My Willie wagtail
There’s a cheeky Willie wagtail, that visits me each day. Calling out with cheerful sounds, I go outside, and want to stay. As I hosed the garden, it seemed curious at first, Being such hot weather, maybe it had a thirst? But as I watched this cute little bird, A friendship began so beautiful, that it really isn’t that absurd. Those two black beady eyes staring at me, Then it jumps up, on to my hand, I talk to it, and it chirps happily away, even though I don’t understand. It follows me around the yard looking for moths to eat, Then it comes over as I sit down, and gently pecks at my feet. So tiny and trusting is it hungry or maybe lonely I did wonder? But then along comes a mate, and it swiftly flies off down yonder. This innocent friendly creature of nature, how it can touch the heart. Such simple things to share and observe, but oh! The pleasure and joy it does impart.