With purpose they visit, taking turns to perch
Each feathered guest intent on his search
For his favorite suet or seed du jour
This simple feeding station never fails to lure.
The finch patiently waits his turn to feast
While woodpecker rifles through not caring in the least
About the spillage he is causing from high above
Creating ground buffet, lucky squirrel and dove.
With purpose I sit, watch and wait
For my backyard visitors to take my bait
And while they feast on seed galore
I study them all, small creatures I adore.
My response to the Daily Prompt, Purpose.