It’s Easter, but the Bunny doesn’t bring them,
Tax day, yet of 1040 they never heard,
It’s exploding bouquet that delivers whim,
To ruby-throated nectar sipping bird —
April 15th northern Virginia they show,
Every year, the same, right on time,
Just as on Sept 15,th south they go,
Ahead of blossoms frosted rime.
They check the flowers and play,
A cold spell will make them hide,
Sugar feeders make males display,
Until nesting pulls females aside.
The young find sugar charms,
In a light rain before dark,
As mosquitoes in feeding swarms,
Humming — thirty strong, on a lark.
Sugar they like, but from it will zoom,
To mimosa and other flowers of summer,
To add to their diets much natural bloom.
Priceless jewel — the ruby-throated hummer!
© 2006 R. Leland Waldrip
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Regis
Beautiful littel things, and a lovely tribute.
You are a unique SONNET of The Mother Poet, which is always thanking You for making HER honored. "The Jewel That Brings April 15th" is a Gift You deliver to inspire and share the beauty and wonders of our Mother Poet.
Healthy Creative Life, Sublime Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Yes, the other creatures of nature are more adept at telling time than humans, even with our clocks and calendars. They look within themselves while we search without.
Love & Light,
Joseph
CJ
Love to read you again!
Lots of love and {{{{{{{{{hums... oops... I mean, hugs}}}}}}}}}}}}... :0)
Alexandra*
Happy Easter my Friend!!
Love Tinka
Love,
Eileen
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Ron