The Quail Mystery

Mayhem, murder and accidents
On the evening news without fail;
While I walk the floor in worry
Over a tiny quail.

He appeared in my yard last week
And I laughed as I saw him peck.
He stayed around and yesterday
He climbed upon the deck.

I brought Kitty into the house
And went out to scatter some grain,
But the little thing had vanished
Not to be seen again.

I do not know where he came from
And I don't know where he has gone,
But I fell in love with this cutie
As he pecked around my lawn.

There are wild cats and coyotes
Who would be apt to do him harm,
But I hope he's only hiding.
He decorates this farm.

By Joyce 05/09/03