The hummingbird outside the glass©05/22/2013 Carol Welch
rewards my little task.
I found and cleaned the feeder,
and more than I could ask.
he performs outside the pane;
balancing in the air,
his irridescent plumage,
flits in regal flair.
My little bit of sweetened drink,
just poured and filled and hung,
has lured a visual dainty,
melody to eyes is sung.
Among spring's many sights and sounds,
lavished on the attentive,
the pirouette, with whirring wings,