Friday, February 20, 2015

Why are You Singing

Tufted Titmouse
Why are you singing, Mr. Titmouse?
Do you not know a blizzard is on the way?
I hear notes of romance
In your song this morning.
Are you declaring your territory,
Or enticing a mate?
It’ll be awhile yet before the nesting is begun,
But just to hear your song gives me hope
—that all is not lost
—that winter is not endless
—that crocuses will bloom again, and
—that somewhere under all that snow, there is, indeed, grass.

~Kathie Adams Brown (February 14, 2015)


  1. Kathie good to hear from you on my blog. Time really got away from me. I love reading your poetry. This one is so inspiring...uplifting! Love and light! Oh one more do get around lady! Now in Maine!
    Lucky girl!

  2. Naturegirl, it is so good to hear from you again! Thank you for your kind words. I hope one day we will live in AZ once again, though I am enjoying my Northeastern birds for now!


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