🐦No Luck This Time🐦(An Original Poem)
🐦No Luck This Time🐦
A tired humming bird,
Awake all night long,
Yearning to quench its thirst,
Landed on a garden,
Where a bowl of milk sprawls invitingly.
The humming bird hopped toward it.
He looked around and started to peck the milk.
But alas…how sad!
Thus flew away in sadness and thirst,
Leaving the full bowl of fresh milk,
For the kitty to finish.
Very cute
A moment of bleak with its beak.
I didn't know humming birds drink milk :-)
Anything can happen in poetry ;)