Bratty

My Clucking Friends

When I hear the waddle waddle,  
I take a seat,  
In the sunny coop  
Where the world feels sweet.

I hear feathers a-fluff-fluff  
And hens a cluck-cluck cheer.  
These plucky pals  
Make my worries disappear.

Their little feet scratch, pecking at the ground;  
In their chicken chatter, solace can be found.  
With every soft coo, my heart starts to sway 
Who knew that chickens could brighten my day?

They strut their stuff on a feathered stage;  
In this farm theater, my stress starts to fade.  
I giggle as they scratch; so silly I cry,  
Like tiny comedians beneath the clear blue sky.

When I hear the waddle waddle,  
It’s time to unwind.  
In their gentle presence,  
True peace I find.

So here’s to my chickens,  
My feathery friends.  
With their warm little hearts,  
My joy never ends.