Robin
Robins follow discreetly, watching me weed each garden row
Turning up earthworms, fat and juicy
Easy breakfast buffet, no pulling, no neck stretching,
just a quick slurp and the wriggling worm is gone
One robin, finishes its meal, fixes me with an eye,
spreads its wings, hops twice and bows its head
You’re welcome, I say
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Synergy!
sweet exchange
love it.
Sweet!