There are some tiny little birds

That came in March to stay

These tiny "Hummers", I do believe

Is the nicest thing to make your day.

They came to our backyard to see

If their two fountains of nectar are there

To fix their nectar: or they will fuss

I hope their summer with us they'll share.

It's "porch sitting time" to watch them fight

Over which bottle each bird is to drink

They fight each other like jets a fighting

Next thing you know, They've flown in a wink.

On the trumpet vines they lit

To savor the orange blooms awhile

Just to watch them for an hour or so

Would always bring a laugh or a smile.

Around the corner of the garage they flew

Exactly where, I do not know

They fly so fast, my eyes can't follow

I bet they flew to the thick hedge-row.

I've never found their tiny nest

It must be small and soooooo secure

Must have protection for the babies

As they grow older and really mature.

"Miss Cal-i-co" on her "throng" would watch

These whizzing, hovering, hummingbirds

To the nector bottles they came

Too close to Cal-i-co: WATCH OUT! was their word.

All summer long, we would enjoy

These "Hummingbirds" are quite a treat

So when next summer rolls around

Again, will the "Hummers" fly here to meet?

Vina Carathers

June 28, 2000