Warbler City

Each year at this time the Yellow-rumped and Palm warblers stop by my house to dine on the hoards of flies that congregate on my deck and porch. They've just arrived in time for the feast, so here’s to these bright beauties.Palm Warbler

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See that tail,
That bright yellow rump,
Up and down it wags.
It’s silly to do
If there’s five of you,
You'll look like a
Row of flags.

In early spring
You sneak right through
Heading north you fly
And then in fall,
If we’re lucky at all
Your waging tail we’ll spy.

Sweet little warbler
With your bobbing tail
I’ll see you again this spring.
Keep yourself warm
In the south where you swarm,

Where warblers love to sing.

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Eve Sweatman