The bullfinches I remember from my younger years so nice to look at favourite birds of mine <br />The male much brighter coloured than the female so lovely looking lit by the sun-shine <br />With dark head, blue back and beautiful pink breast of Europe's finches the fairest of all <br />For beauty only rivalled by the goldfinches though differences in their habits I recall, <br />The bullfinches are not liked by orchardists they eat the fruit tree blossoms in the Spring <br />They build their cup shaped nests in hedgerows and on small trees and a low volume song the male bird sing, <br />Distinct from their neighbours in hedge and woodland you hear them once you know their song again <br />Each species distinct in their songs or chirpings once heard the memory of the voice remain, <br />The chaffinches and goldfinches and greenfinches in Winter months in medium sized flocks congregate <br />But bullfinches seldom flock even out of their breeding season the male bird likes to stay close to his mate <br />Indeed they seem devoted to each other in bird life that is something that is rare <br />The male and female bullfinch I remember I see together almost everywhere <br />At woodland edge, in grove and on the hedgerows I often see them when I was a boy <br />One of my favourite birds for their great beauty and looking at them I used to enjoy.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bullfinches/
