Mary Christine Music: POETRY Blog

CHICKADEE

Wild and free

Yet so close to me

A miracle

Called chickadee

Little bird

Sweetest song

Brightest white

And black belong

To this childlike

Feathered friend

Who stands so brave

Through seasons of Maine

A day cannot go by

Without a passing word

To my little

Chickadee bird

(c)(p) Mary C. Hargreaves