Little Blue Tit

Little Blue Tit I see you often

whipping this way and that

from bush to tree, tree to bush

until some food you arrive at

Your home is my garden

where you live I do not know

but somewhere is your nest

or as I like to call it, your chateau

Seeing you come and go

busily going about your business

brings a smile to my face

I am happy to be your witness

My Poetry

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Once Lost in Nowhere, then Perditus

Now just a Simple Pilgrim

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