Hazily warm this serene afternoon. <br />No early leaf sways around windless tree, <br />But what do I see shyly zooming <br />Around bare branches - robin, eyeing me. <br />Lake is a mass of feathered white flock. <br />Schools of learner-birds, prior to mating time <br />Scrapping with fervour, noisily shocking <br />Behavioural display under a shining <br />Spring sun imposing it's urgent instinct <br />On males. The pale females look on and wait. <br />Then blackbird gives voice to his frequently <br />Forward intent. Lady blackbird takes note. <br />Chaffinch warily eyes crumbs, patiently <br />Held in my hand, then lands, and I explode <br />With excitement. Next instant the robin <br />Comes calling, and cheekily eats a load <br />Of dry biscuit I offer, amiably bobbing <br />His head toward mine. Paradise walks earn <br />Top marks in the real life for which I yearn.<br /><br />Fay Slimm<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-paradise-walk/
