Goldfinch

Three little goldfinch
feeling fine
sat upon
a telephone line.

Singing a song,
chirping in fun
they flew away
when out came the sun.

     This morning on my walk I saw a tiny little goldfinch sitting on the phone line next to a turtledove.  One was very big and the other was small.  But, the goldfinch had the bigger voice.  Can you write your own poem today about big, or little?  Have fun writing.