Every winter, without fail, a mockingbird appears Chirping away, bringing cheers I offer him raisins, his favorite treat He looks at me with eyes so sweet
More, please, he seems to say I oblige, it's become a daily buffet Who knew I'd be a bird feeder in my own home But hey, at least he doesn't overstay, he likes to roam
So here we are, me and my feathered friend A routine of raisins, chirping, and laughter, until winter's end The mockingbird, a polite guest indeed Bringing joy and smiles, fulfilling my bird feeding need
