BIRD WATCH
We are quite convinced there’s a seagull on alert
For scraps being thrown away, they come with a spurt
As the bread leaves our hands and flies into the air,
Even as it drops there are seagulls already there.
All the scraps are gone! They disappear so very fast,
You think what you threw out for a while would last,
But no, before you have walked back through the door
They are all of them screeching and squarking for more.
It is hard to see where they hide before they zoom and land,
As we mentioned earlier a bird watch must constantly stand,
But it is fun to see how they grab scraps then swoop away,
And maybe not go too far in case more goodies come their way.
They seem to be congregating in places, basking in the sun
Making the most of the mild weather before cold does come,
So if we can feed them just a few scraps every day all year
Of the cold of the bitter winter they may have very little fear.
(Millicent) Ann Margetson 27 September 2005