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Out in the summer’s sun, on a bordering fence,
a robin relaxed. On the inner side
an unknown avian strolled through the grass.
After pecking here and there, it flew off;
no doubt the drum major for the tailing parade
who likewise pecked before taking flight.
A platoon of swallows landed, surveyed
and resumed their flight; a lone cardinal strutted
by—peered through the glass and flew away.
The fence’s parallel pea green flora swayed
in the summer breeze: a warm rhymical moment
canvased through the opened blinds of a pane’s eye.
