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Feeding the Birds on Christmas Day

Behold the feast on Christmas day.
An eclectic mix of feathered friends flock from their mysteriously unknown far aways.
Or those close by, drop in with their beaty hopeful watchful eyes.
An enigmatic warble as winter's hungry pang amplifies.
A fully stocked feeder and seed generously scattered in the patch of dank mulch beneath the tree.
The dark eyed junco arrives in threes, to merrily peck the decadent seed.
Coined as snowbirds. Tweets of contentment and excitement, thankful for the human that dispersed the Christmas festivities.
I peacefully smiled a deep your welcome.
At the natural gratitude for every crumb.
The feast for the birds beneath the berry swollen tree,
is a delight to glimpse the joyous devouring of seed.
Written by deliabear (Debbie)
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