Blue Tit in the Rain

Today's photo, again, is a blue tit.
Now, I know that it's hardly a new tit,
But it's raining so hard
That a bird in the yard
Through the window is fine; can't dispute it!

See, there's nothing much wrong with a blue tit:
A small, fluffy ball, right-on-cue-tit.
So, with no hocus-pocus,
I opt for soft focus
And, camera held steady, I shoot it.

poem © Celia Warren 2015