It was a little after
Sunrise when the
Wild turkeys came
Strutting into the
Front yard
Two big birds overseeing
Five youngsters.
Pecking industriously at
Whatever it is they
Eat, all business
Building up their
Reserves for those cold
Winter days soon
To come.
Subtle colors all
Brown and gray
With hints of blue.
Can birds be proud?
They seemed so
Doing their work
Imperiously moving in
Solemn procession along
The road’s edge.
I went out the door to
Cheer their parade but
They raced away in a
Feathery flash.
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