Herald of spring,
Barnswallows are back!
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Tropical winters,
Wisconsin summers.
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New mud nest,
Or top-mud the old one.
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Two or three clutches,
Of insatiable young.
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Dive-bombing children,
And curious cats.
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Feeding their young,
Who wait on the line.
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Finally feasting,
On Leafhoppers flying.
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Circling tractor,
As I mow hay.
Lovely foto of the birdie..and fabulously colorful poem!
Love the next of little ones.
I can just smell the fresh air!
Best,
Karen in CA
Thank you, Karen. The Barn Swallow is my favorite bird, and I’m sure I’m not the first farmer to feel connected with them.