Other people have hummingbirds
They know things I don't know
Magic they read in books, their mothers' notes
I lost those chapters

They have other secrets
Instructions pasted in scrapbooks, songs
All the words to every verse
I heard them once on the radio

It's easy, the woman said
Fill it with sugar water, boiled and cooled
They won't know you doubted everything
I waited by the window and they came


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