On Grey Fantails

Small birds one sees often though not every day

With white under throat and mostly light grey

In cup shaped nest of grass bound with spiders webs on low fork of tree

The female lay one to four brown dotted grey eggs from the ground not hard to see

With their long grey tails fanned out and wagging as they fly around

As they pursue flying insects quite close to the ground

Always on the move though they seem almost tame

Grey fantails for them does seem an apt name

Of humans they do not seem to have much fear

Before flying off they allow you to them to come near

At breeding time they does treat none as a friend

And with aggression their nests they defend

These endearing small birds restless and energetic for their size

That i have grown to love them i have come to realize.