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A Hummingbird Came

May 9, 2025

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A Hummingbird Came ~ Photo by Patrice

A hummingbird came to my window 
today 
not seen since 
in the fall 
when they all 
flew away. 

Sweet nectar she’s looking for 
needs right away 
hovering, looking in 
she tells me. 

Get it ready! 
Get it ready! 
Get it ready right away! 

The little hummingbird 
is 
hungry 
she’s flown such a distance 
from far 
far away. 

Now needs 
some sweet substance 
til 
all the blooms 
are 
on display. 

A hummingbird came to my window 
and 
told me all this 
just this morning 
just today. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022

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A Hummingbird Came

September 13, 2024

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A Hummingbird Came ~ Photo by Patrice

A hummingbird came 
he sat 
on  the stair 
his words were luscious 
I knew he was there. 

The beat of his wings 
the flow of his heart 
moved me to tears 
I bowed down 
I cried 
I cried a lot. 

For no more til spring 
will I hear those sounds 
as snow falls 
baring down 
on a land bleak 
where 
no hummingbird sounds. 

Then 
the snow will melt 
the heavens wake 
and 
on his journey back 
the hummingbird makes. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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A Hummingbird Came

May 11, 2022
A Hummingbird Came ~ Photo by Patrice

A hummingbird came to my window 
today 
not seen since 
in the fall 
when they all 
flew away. 

Sweet nectar she’s looking for 
needs right away 
hovering, looking in 
she tells me. 

Get it ready! 
Get it ready! 
Get it ready right away! 

The little hummingbird 
is 
hungry 
she’s flown such a distance 
from far 
far away. 

Now needs 
some sweet substance 
til 
all the blooms 
are 
on display. 

A hummingbird came to my window 
and 
told me all this 
just this morning 
just today. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022

A Hummingbird Came ~ Photo by Patrice
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A Hummingbird Came

September 14, 2020

A Hummingbird Came  ~ Photo by Patrice

A hummingbird came
he sat
on  the stair
his words were luscious
I knew he was there.

The beat of his wings
the flow of his heart
moved me to tears
I bowed down
I cried
I cried a lot.

For no more til spring
will I hear those sounds
as snow falls
baring down
on a land bleak
where
no hummingbird sounds.

Then
the snow will melt
the heavens wake
and
on his journey back
the hummingbird makes.
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020