Snegiri memory from childhood.

On fluffy silvery Christmas trees
A flock of bullfinches sat down,
Feathers of orange silk
Like borrowed from dawn.
Far from festive summer,
What stays on the gentle seas,
But Shine us his greetings
Suns-birdie on the branches.Bullfinches.. God, they're beautiful!..- I remember as a child in the winter they came in our yard. And every time with the arrival of winter in the memory POPs up a picture of childhood.. For some reason they always sat on snow-covered branches in pairs.. Amazing birds.. Why now Snigir to see a rarity, so seeing Snigir paper on the Windows remembered them.