A blackbird taps out
A morning reveille on
My window beckoning
Me to watch the
Conquest
Once he had me
At attention
He darts off to join
The ranks of a
Thousand black dots
Lining the wires in
Military formation
A command.. then
The hum of wings
Fill the sky
An army of aerial
Warriors decend upon
A field ripe for
Harvest
The spoils of victory
Were many and I
Saluted the valiant
Effort
A solitary solidier
Swooped down to
My window and
Proudly displayed his
Golden nugget
He had captured
Kernel Corn!

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