Sipping hungrily

sweet nectar that was mixed

especially for him,

and I, waiting for the thunderstorm

to bring wind and rain,

look forward to another spring visit

from my migrating Hummingbird friend.

He arrives in late April,

hoping that I await his return

with the sweet mixture that

will sustain him on preordained travels.

Stopping to rest and refuel

before moving on to make  

his temporary northern summer home.

The cooling breezes announce

 it is time for him to return

to my South Dakota terrace;

the resting spot that

will refresh him for travel

onward and south to his wintertime home.

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