In the garden

There’s a pigeon

in the garden

on the table

after food;

a starling on the feeder,

who’s hogging it

(rather rude);

a sparrow hops across the earth,

searching for some scraps,

and the finches are a tad late –

having a lie-in, perhaps;

and, as of yet, no sign of Robin,

or the neighbour’s friendly rat.

.

All in all,

all is well in the garden,

there’s food enough to eat,

and the promise

of a distant Spring arriving

lends a note to every tweet.

.

Inside…

the dogs are quiet

(for a moment)

and Rosie the cat

is curled up on the bed

because she is quite wise,

and it is cold outside –

well, as it is December,

I guess that’s no surprise.