The Sight And Song Of A Greenfinch

Old memories die hard as the wise one does say
The sight and song of a greenfinch carries me far away
To groves and to fields i have not seen for years
For what used to be i have shed my last tears

Mostly olive green with a distinctive song
Once seen and once heard them you never again can get wrong
Often seen in town parks and in the countryside
From predators in bushes and trees they do hide

In cup shaped nest of twigs and grasses the duller looking female lay
Five or six pale eggs with brown spots through the gray
As a father and partner to help to raise his family the male does his very best
And when his partner is hatching he feeds her in the nest

The male greenfinch distinctive in his courtship display
He sings as he slowly flies in an undulating way
Introduced in Australia seed eating birds of ways of their own
To bird lovers greenfinches are very well known

Birds i see often though not every day
The sight and song of a greenfinch takes me far away
To the fields and groves of the long gone past
And only the memories of what was does last.