Green Heron

I look out my window 

And what do I see

A baby green Heron

Staring back at me

He looks very strange 

A shorter version of his kind

With big round eyes

And fluffy feathers behind

Why did he pick my porch?

What brought him here? 

Did he see me walking around 

In my underwear?!

What does he think of me 

And all of my knick knacks?

Does he even care

Or does he just want a snack? 

I have nothing for you 

Little green Heron

Go find your mom

For her food, she can be sharin'!