the lost birdie

The adult humming birds with 2 little birdies
Flying around the trees looking for the lonely lost
A few days had passed there wasn't any tweeting sound
Perhaps the lonely birdie eaten up by the cat........

I had no idea what was happening
I could determine they were looking for the lost one
Hopping from branches to branches
Tweeting loudly there was no reply

The early morning sun
The rays hot the wind easy flow
Yet amongst the flowers and leaves
There is no reply answering the tweeting

Eventually they fly away
The silence descends on the trees
Only bees winging from flowers to flowers
Sucking what the bees can find
As the wind breezing through