Jack Snipe
Careful footsteps, boggy ground,
Jack snipe hide, rarely found
Resting here, 'neath path of crow
Do they see what lurks below?
Bunting in the reeds do sing
Suddenly the snipe take wing
Erupting call as to the sky
Camouflage starts to fly
Yet quieter without a sound
Lifting up from flooded ground
The jack snipe lowly flies away
Alas, we will not meet today
Feb 2014