Songbird

Songbird

Above the Padden Creek trail a songbird
pierces the air with its elaborate, sharp call.

The birdcall is so lush and piercing,
I think it must be a songbird on steroids.

At the downtown diner I rarely go to,
the coffee is superb, full-bodied and robust.

My waitress tells me the coffee is ‘Songbird’
from a local roaster. The coffee is so good

I tell her it’s time for me to make a change
in the coffee I use at home. From now on,

during my mornings I’ll be singing a new tune.

~*~

Andrew Shattuck McBride
NaPoWriMo 2014 ~ Day 28