Hay there

Hey
Can you see me
Hope not
Hiding you see
Looking
For something to eat
Some grain
As a treat
There's lots
Of castaway seed
Plenty
On which to feed
My friends and I
Share it all
Just pick it up
After watching it fall
The horses
Don't care about us
They're the ones
Who get all the fuss
Plenty of people
Giving them attention
But us
We don't get a mention
We're little
So insignificent
But to us
This food is heaven sent
So you horse lovers
keep with the feeding
For while you do
There's not much we birds are needing


Terry Rhiannyr
February, 2013