I just wrote this poem this morning and was wondering if it's good. It's just a for fun poem.?
The Wren
A little wren looked in at me.
I guess he wondered who I could be.
I looked back with a little grin
and wondered where this wren had been.
He gave a chirp and ruffled his wings.
It's a song I've heard whenever he sings.
From the cold of snow to spring anew,
he bobbed his tiny head
and bid me ado.