As I walk on windowsill

Look for a way to proceed

Day seems like a routine drill

Try to find way to meet need

Sometimes folks give me a hand

Try to ease my daily yen

But life is tough in my land

So I stand on the sill again

Looking down onto the ground

A long drop from where I stand

I jump ... do you hear a sound?

A dive so carefully planned

As air rushes round my limbs

And hard ground comes rushing up

Thank my friend for daily whim

For today on nuts I'll sup

My friend sits still as I peck

As I plunder feeder loot

Dive from sill a daily trek

A part of my daily route

Note: Inspired by a little bird sitting on the windowsill at the laundromat.

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