Flight Club in Yellow
Goldfinches were calling
at the flight club
He looked across the sky
and said, “Po-ta-to-chip”
Twitter-twitter warble oh my she sang
and wandered off for sunflower seeds
As the early summer sun turned yellow
he did too, and she would see him again
With a tee-yee he landed, and
soon after mutual
twitter warbles,
there was bliss in a nest
but when there were threats
she reminded the world:
“bay-bee, bay-bee,”
waited.
Soon his yellow in flight drew near the nest
and then in a coloratura soprano voice
she greeted him back in festive color
Yellow Summer sun on the nest
raised up the glory of tee-yee,
raised twitter little tweeties
and raised up the glory of
sunflower seeds in yellow
tee-he he-he, tee-he
— Douglas Gilbert
