In this free verse poetry “My Flaming Songbird.” Spring is such a beautiful time of year, watching life actually just sprouting and moving right in front of your eyes. Colorful flowers and the songbirds singing their happy songs, bouncing from branch to branch. Searching for seeds, or bugs. For me, it’s exhilarating. I found myself with a little spring in my step and a smile too. This little bird is named a Western Tanager. Hope you enjoy!