Bird brains

March 7th blizzard whiteout,
Blowing, Drifting snow,
County under a level three.
Substitute John Deere plow
No mail, of course, could run.
Neighbor up at seven, shoveling
With his lawnmower’s blade,
And beginning his serial trips
In a truck, traversing my lane.
A level mind evaluates Nature
Differently from you and I,
Or my birds loyal, confident,
Hungry with anticipation
Of their rationed seeds,
(Even spring’s red-wings )
From a provider with a level one,
Highly evolved brain.