Chickens, oh what curious little creatures, they are.

Under foot, flying high, better watch your step, when near.

Always saying, "Pet me Mom".

We have one old girl, i call granny.

She's always yiping, when i'm around.

Can't give her enough attention.

Each day, as i clean the coop,

   underfoot, is an understatement.

Each one, squawking for attention.

So i stop, give each one a pet, and rub,

   and for awhile, they are appeased.

Last chore, changing water.

You'd have thought, i was giving them a golden egg.

They love when i spill.

Funny, how such a small act, brings such joy!