April Arrival

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Cozy Chicks Framed

A year later, I wrote a poem about the arrival of our first chicks. I think it goes with this picture pretty well. Hopefully, even those who don't love chickens will enjoy it!

 

A box full of wonder,

So lively yet tender,

Was delivered that drear April day—

The sprout of the seed for

The amazing adventure

That would grow in a promising way.

 

I peeked in the package—

There were ten cheeping chicks!

In the water I dipped all their beaks,

And settled them down in

The box like a bird’s nest,

Which would be their first home for six weeks.

 

They explored, scratched, and twittered,

Pecked food in the feeder,

And then slept kitten-style on the floor.

Soon rich, rusty copper

And midnight black feathers

Replaced cottony down of before.

 

With wonder we watched as

These beautiful “peepies”

Became hens of a fine, fruitful flock,

Changing so many ways—

From a box to a henhouse,

From wee “cheeps” to the egg-laying “bock”!