Humming Birds

Sun, 07/31/2016 - 07:45 -- Lebo

Humming Birds

Such A Beautiful Blur Of Colors, As They Skip From Flower To Flower In Search Of Nectar...

Humming Birds

A Harmonious Ochestra Of Chirps; Most Fitting Soundtrack To The Dawning Of A New Day...

Humming Birds

Prompting One To Put Out A Feeder For Them; A Mixture Of Water And Honey...

Humming Birds

Honey Ferments And Turns Into Alcohol, Their Delicate Systems Cannot Withstand Such, Yet They Drink On For They Cannot Resist The Sweet Poison...

Humming Birds

Alas The Air Is Silent,
A Pile Of Hardened Feathers...The Feeder Is Empty...

We Want Them Because They Are Beautiful, But We Kill Them Because We Don't Take Time To Understand Their Special Needs!!!

This poem is about: 
Our world


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