Disappointment has set in.
From the start, I’ll begin.
I wanted to attract,
My favorite of birds.
To describe its beauty,
There aren’t enough words.
It loves yellow flowers,
The color red, too.
I’ve thought of everything,
That I could possibly do.
Sweet feeder on the left,
Bright blooms on the right.
A bubbling bird bath,
For it to cool in after flight.
But, I sit here longing,
Sad and forlorn.
No visits to the bird bath.
What am I doing wrong!