Bathtime 17 Saturday May 2025 Posted by Bill Bisgood in Haiku, humour, poem ≈ 6 Comments Tagsbirds, Haiku, nature, poem, Poetry, sparrows Sparrows at bird bath Form a flappy, noisy queue Delinquent fledglings Share this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...
The Write Idea 
Love this!
Hello there, they reminded me of my kids at bathtiime.
That’s sweet!
Back in 2008 when we lived at our old house in the city, I wrote this poem about them:
Oh, that’s good, we don’t have grackles but I can hear them, thanks, Kathleen for sharing.
We used to have many house sparrows in the eaves across the road but numbers have dropped tremendously
The last few years , yes but this year loads have fledged.