I stepped into the garden early this morning
When much to my surprise,
A familiar hum buzzed past my ear,
And a streak of emerald flashed before my eyes.
Is it really you my little friend?
The feeders are filled. You won't be deprived.
But it's still 43 degrees outside.
The spring blossoms haven't even arrived.
Did you notice the new trellis where our jasmine will grow?
Grandpa put it up only last week.
You and friends can waltz in and out of the vines
And play a game of hide and seek.
Where is Old Maggie? She was sick when you left
And couldn't see or get around.
We lost her a couple of weeks ago.
Her memory stone is here on the ground.
Have we planted the vegetable garden?
Of Course, we're way ahead of you!
The harvest is bound to be plentiful,
And you'll have a fantastic view!
Hummingbird, please, no more questions!
Sip your tea. Build your nest once again.
There'll be time for visiting later,
As our springtime adventures begin.
Your personification of the hummingbird made me feel like your hummingbird is truly a friend of your family and you were actually having a conversation with it(hmmmm... should I be worried?!!!)
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