I used this old poem for The Poetic Bloomings prompt In the Garden for December 15, 2013.
A cool breeze entices me
as I stray beside the wildflowers,
their blossoms like orange bells.
I hear a lingering melody,
and realize I am audience
to a bird chamber music concert.
Then I glimpse her
as she scampers like a squirrel,
darting in and out,
daring me to find her.
The muse winks.
Sheryl Kay Oder