{ OT WritingAJOURNAL WITH WDC project 4}

{WHER'S MY TEA.}

{Mary Ann MCPhedran}

tap tap on my window pain
Tap tap there it goes again
The tapping is beginning to irritate
And I leap from my bed to investigate
The noise is driving me out of my mind
And I cautiously open the blind
I'm amazed at the scene in front of me
A little bird tapping the window at me
Looking down at some crumbs on a plate
'open the window I have chic's that need fed?'
'there on the plate is the crunched up bread.'