Magpie

Swooop, the fierce Magpie comes thrashing down,

 protective of its babies

 like I’m protective of my lollies.

Sweet noises they call, 

The echo of chitchatter fills the air like the city centre of Melbourne. 

Magnificent, Magpie, mapping,

moving though the magical trees. 

The season is here for new life on earth, cute little creatures come out to play.

Oh magpie, what photographic memory 

you have!

Memory of an old memory card,

knowing the inside and out of the tree you sit in.

We can be scared of you,

But we always cared.

Magpie how sweet the noises you make,

Morning when I wake,

Here you come out and play.