Autumn birdsong

As summer turns to autumn, seeds and insects are plentiful in the backyard wildlife habitat.  A few months later, wild birds struggle to find food and shelter.  This poem is dedicated to the creatures who pass through my backyard wildlife habitat.

Shelter me in spreading boughs of green

Hide me under fallen leaves of gold

Harbor me in purple berried branches

Cover me when autumn days grow cold.

Comfort me when dreary days draw near

Shield me in the darkness of the night

Feed me in the coldest weeks of winter

Cradle me in your warmth and light