Tufted titmice, black-capped
chickadees and cardinals galore
head for the Backyard
Atrium/Arboretum Seed n’ Feed Store.
Today is Monday.
They don’t have to wait till payday
to fill up on oiled black seed
Today they make a rush
because Monday is always free seed
for breakfast and lunch.
Wait, what just happened — a hush?
All the birds are gone in a rush.
Then, my wife and I spy
a big, old blue jay on a birch’s limb.
It’s a he, because his blue is so bright,
and now he thinks the goodies at the
store are just for him
morning and night.
but he’s a frightening sight
to all the other birds.
“Sorry, Charlie, no free lunch today.
The free lunch was yesterday
and, for you,
it will be tomorrow, too,
but not today — never today.
For all your beauty, you are a nasty jay
and right this moment, I’m heading
outside to chase you away
and hear your terrible blue jay cry
as I wave good, good, good, good-bye.
I head back to the house
and I think I hear the sweet tweet of a tiny titmouse.
I think he’s saying thank you so very much more
for Monday, the free day
at the Backyard Atrium/Arboretum Seed n’