Daryl's Poem

D. wrote me a poem tonight. She saw me writing and said, "what are you doing?"

I replied, "a friend's blog made me think of a poem."

She said "I want to write one too."

Five minutes later she came up with:

I hear sounds of chirping
I turn around to find
A red bird standing there
Looking in his eyes
I stood there. Turned
around and saw my
bushes shaking
I peer inside and to
My surprise I see
A blue bird flying by