Wren
I hear you singing
Through the window, you reach me
With a bright Spring song
Starlings
Two shiny green birds
Ornaments on bare branches
Winter-jewelled tree
Over flooded fields
The flock ripples out. Black boats
Fish on the dawn tide
Magpie
Wings in, arrow flight
Look at you, surfing sunlight!
Soon beached on tree branch
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