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Benjamin Poscover (bposcove@bcpl.net)
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WV Bird List,

This column was originally published for my newpaper column in1988. Hope =
you=20
like it.  Merry Christmas!


'Twas The Morning Of Christmas

  by Scott Shalaway,  =A9 1988 (with apologies to Clement C. Moore)



'Twas the morning of Christmas,

And all 'round the house,=20

The feeders were empty,=20

Not enough for a mouse.


Each feeder was hung

>From its perch with great care,

But on this frosty morning,

The cupboards were bare.


Tubes, trays and suet bags...

Too many to mention.

In the Christmas Eve rush=20

They'd escaped my attention.


The rising sun on the breast of a new fallen snow,

Accented the vacuum in the feeders below.

I couldn't believe it, I'd stayed up too late.

I'd forgotten my friends on this most special date.


A ravenous flock perched in dawn's early light,

Reminding me clearly of last night's oversight.

Impatient, they perched in an old apple tree,

Famished and anxious, some scolded me.


Ashamed and embarrassed, I flew down the stairs,

I whistled and shouted like a big angry bear.

"Now Linda, now Nora, and Emma, you too.

We've got empty feeders, there's so much to do!"


I spoke no more words, we all went to work,

We filled every feeder, I felt like a jerk.


The birds quickly forgave me and flocked to the food,

I knew in moment, they'd lost their foul mood.


Cardinals and grosbeaks and nuthatches, too,

Were first to arrive at my backyard bird zoo.


The sunflower seeds disappeared with great speed,

I smiled contently, I'd fixed my misdeed.


Then finches and siskins sought the feeder with thistle,

They flew so intently, each looked like a missile.


Soon sparrows and juncos ventured onto the tray,

Hungrily joining the late breakfast fray.

   =20

Even the water dish pulled in a crowd,

Those titmice and chickadees were certainly loud.


When woodpeckers finally found the fresh suet,

We were completely forgiven, the whole family knew it.


I began to feel better, I'd made up for my goof,

When suddenly a voice caught my ear from the roof.

(You may not believe this, but I swear it's the truth.)


>From a perch at the top, sang a sassy blue jay,

"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good day!"


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For WV-BIRD archives visit
<http://www.audubon.org/listserv/WV-BIRD.html>.


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WV Bird List,

This column was originally = published for=20 my newpaper column in1988. Hope you
like it.  Merry=20 Christmas!


'Twas The Morning Of Christmas

  = by Scott=20 Shalaway,  =A9 1988 (with apologies to Clement C. = Moore)



'Twas=20 the morning of Christmas,

And all 'round the house,

The = feeders=20 were empty,

Not enough for a mouse.


Each feeder was=20 hung

>From its perch with great care,

But on this = frosty=20 morning,

The cupboards were bare.


Tubes, trays and = suet=20 bags...

Too many to mention.

In the Christmas Eve rush=20

They'd escaped my attention.


The rising sun on the = breast of=20 a new fallen snow,

Accented the vacuum in the feeders = below.

I=20 couldn't believe it, I'd stayed up too late.

I'd forgotten my = friends on=20 this most special date.


A ravenous flock perched in dawn's = early=20 light,

Reminding me clearly of last night's = oversight.

Impatient,=20 they perched in an old apple tree,

Famished and anxious, some = scolded=20 me.


Ashamed and embarrassed, I flew down the stairs,

I = whistled and shouted like a big angry bear.

"Now Linda, now Nora, = and=20 Emma, you too.

We've got empty feeders, there's so much to=20 do!"


I spoke no more words, we all went to work,

We = filled=20 every feeder, I felt like a jerk.


The birds quickly forgave = me and=20 flocked to the food,

I knew in moment, they'd lost their foul=20 mood.


Cardinals and grosbeaks and nuthatches, = too,

Were first=20 to arrive at my backyard bird zoo.


The sunflower seeds = disappeared=20 with great speed,

I smiled contently, I'd fixed my=20 misdeed.


Then finches and siskins sought the feeder with=20 thistle,

They flew so intently, each looked like a=20 missile.


Soon sparrows and juncos ventured onto the=20 tray,

Hungrily joining the late breakfast = fray.

   =20

Even the water dish pulled in a crowd,

Those titmice and=20 chickadees were certainly loud.


When woodpeckers finally = found the=20 fresh suet,

We were completely forgiven, the whole family knew=20 it.


I began to feel better, I'd made up for my = goof,

When=20 suddenly a voice caught my ear from the roof.

(You may not = believe this,=20 but I swear it's the truth.)


>From a perch at the top, = sang a=20 sassy blue jay,

"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good=20 day!"


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For WV-BIRD archives visit
<http://www.audubon.= org/listserv/WV-BIRD.html>.
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