may
the little birds have burst their shells
with hungry beaks they cry;
their busy parents bring them food
and teach them how to fly.
small twittering finches fill the hedge
and rooks the elm-trees tall
the wagtails run about the lawn
and whistling blackbirds call.
fat pigeons coo in warm content
slim swallows dart and play
the thrushes sweetly sing at dusk
and cuckoos shout all day.
anonymous
What a pretty poem. We have quite a few nesting birds here, but also some that are "thinking" about building a nest right where our front door is, which is not the best idea.
ReplyDeleteWe had two blue jays do that last year. They built right over the back door leading to the courtyard. It was a bit stressful!
DeleteAh, and they are so loud! Crazy birds!
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