My
heart is a little bit sad
As
I bid my hummers adieu
Yesterday,
I had one last glance
But
I didn’t know it was goodbye
One
drank from the feeder
Another
hovered above
As
if to bid her to come
For
the time has come to go
Take
one last sip for the flight
Follow me little one, let's go
Once again, make
our long trek
Fly
to our warm winter home
In
spring I delighted
When
I set out our feeder
Only
to see it in use
Just
a short while later
At
first there were two
Then
four, before long there were more
Of
course we accommodated
Strategically
placing more feeders
Each
morning it was my delight
To
sit on the patio so quiet
Soon
the hummingbirds would appear
For
their early morning feedings
So
beautiful and delicate
A
testimony to God’s marvelous creation
How
can one so tiny
Be
so feisty and fierce
As
spring moved into summer
Our
feeders went from nonstop busy
To
frenetic feeding
And
now there are none
I
will fill the feeders
One
last time
In
case a tiny migrant flies by
In
need of energy for his flight
Even
now my heart looks forward
Once
again come spring
When
the little hummers will return
Come,
drink and stay for a while
Until
then, have a safe flight
My
little feathered friends
Enjoy
your stay
In
a warm sunny place
By
Susan Wachtel
September
21, 2015
Coming
from southern California, I was used to having hummingbirds in our yard year
round. One of the attractions about north
Texas is we have real seasons. Along
with those seasons some of the birds come and go.
One
of my favorite spring and summer birds are the black-chinned hummingbirds we
have in our area. Even now I look
forward to springtime when they will return.