White-faced Ibis

The White-faced Ibis – Enjoying the River’s bliss;

Hunched over as he looks for food – A long beak from his head protrudes;

With his beak he breaks the mud – To search for bugs and other grub;

A tasty meal each day is found – By stabbing that beak through the ground;

His dark feathers cover him thick – A priestly garb, the look of it;

Reminds me of the black death days – When beaks for the doctors were made;

Supposed to keep the doctors safe – Probably an unhelpful waste;

An interesting bird for sure – Maybe this winter I’ll see more.