It’s the common birds that bring me joy,
The Sparrow and Cardinal,
The Chickadee and Nuthatch,
Each coming and going,
The same birds every day.
With each morning visit, they bring rhythm and balance,
They are not mundane, each with their own personalities,
Surviving and even sometimes thriving in the cold winter months.
Like old friends returning again and again,
Especially in a time when there are the few welcome visitors,
They are a sight for lonely eyes.
-James D. Vespoli
