Hiking along merrily.
The kids and I jubilantly
laughing at jokes we make up.
Causing a commotion. That’s us!
Until one bird decides to speak up.
Shouting from a branch, drink your tea!
I point out the call of the Eastern Towhee.
They laugh and joke, calling back, drink your tea!
To our delight he calls back again.
They play this way as we walk along.
Until we hear a distant song.
Rounding back near where he was.
We try to call.
He answers us!
To our delight there he is!
Singing merrily on a branch of his.
