Countdown to Fall – Migration: Poetry for a Thursday Night

Migration

In case you haven't noticed

it's gotten quieter out there

Not so many bird songs 

are floating through the air

The days are growing shorter

and our feathered friends all know

That soon their food will go away

and soon there will be snow

Some will leave and head on south

some will stay on here

But make no mistake they'll all return

To sing for us next year

                                                                         Lauren Swartzmiller

                                                                         © 09/17/2015

Only 6 days until Fall