When the fall rain and wind bring in the chilly air, winter birds return to my backyard. Today when the air warmed up a little in the midday, I saw a tiny bird stirring the dry leaves on the old pear tree branches.
"Hi, there. I am back."
"I am as tiny and swift as before."
"Looking for little bugs on the honey suckle
leaves before the real winter comes."
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