Aflutter

The birds are crazy this morning.

They are finding it difficult to perch.

They cannot remain still.

The steady drizzle needs shaking off.

They truly are all aflutter.

Their antics are amusing.

They remind me of shoppers at the mall.

Each person gets pelted by the crowd,

finds a spot to recheck their list,

and then darts out for more.

Both are fun to watch.

But, I hate being pelted.

I’m staying away from the crowds

the rest of this year.