The day was Sunny and I had a funny feeling as
I was perched upon a branch of a Sycamore tree...
I myself was an olive green with feathers just preened.
as the fella started to sing, "Whistle if you need me"...
It wasn't long before we had gathered enough Thistle to
line our Nest of sky blue eggs waiting to burst open to Life...
My partner was a bright Canary Gold with a trill that soothes
the fledglings with their Beeks open wide ready to devour seeds
and the like as if they were getting prepared for First Flight.
Near-by in a Hammock of bright Red stripes was a Mistress
in distress who just wanted to rest as the fledglings grew in their nest.
The American Gold Finch will eventually rest on Coneflowers...