Winters uncontested Minstrel
With Snow falling
at this time of year
mornings whitely declare themselves
with a glare.
Everywhere is Jack Frosted.
Yawning early morning risers exhaling misted breaths.
The glitterings of suspended icicles
bejewel whatever and wherever they can
and all movement is slowed.
On his icy stage the charcoaled singer.
How honey toned, melodically and opening his golden-like beak
he lyricises upon the chilled air,
epitomises just one of natures beautiful sounds.
With hops, leaps, flittering, see him,
seeking what sparse sustenance there is about in these lean times
or hear him warbling topmost in snow dressed trees
sharing his learned repertoire freely.
A much loved heartwarming Ambassador of the bird world.