Two fat Robins
Walked my yard
One sunny afternoon

Scouting for a worm or two
The hunt was done
Two by two

Four little eyes 
Rimmed in white
Stared into the dirt

Too faint for humans
Noises rose and
Cocking heads from side to side

The worm was got
By pointy beak
Before it could escape

And tiny bird feet
Felt the vibes
Beneath 



by Diane E. Dockum
©April 13, 2023