Hummingbirds

I gaze out my window
To my garden below
Warm tea in a cup
I wait for the show

With minitaru quickness
Hummingbirds appear
So delicate and tiny
Do they know fear?

They are so sleek
In their reddish green coats
Fliting from flower to flower
Enjoying a springtime shower

I never tire from this view
It brings warmth to my soul
How they fly and hover
Tease and chase one another

I wish to be like them
Would I hover in fright?
Or would I let myself go
Into full freedom flight…

2 thoughts on “Hummingbirds

  1. Louis Kasatkin

    This providential “run” of five,do read them all,thoroughly several times, sublime and poignant verses by Suzanne is the artistic/aesthetic equivalent to,what in Poker would be ;A-K-Q-J-10 of the same suit,a straight Royal Flush.

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  2. suzanne parlee

    Louis, I thank you so much for your lovely words and all your support. I cannot tell you in words how much this means to me. Truly. In appreciation, Suzanne

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