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THE NEST.
Above our shaded doorway,
two little brown feathered birds,
chose to fashion their dwelling,
and utter their sweetest words.
And each day, they come and go
on frequent errands, so fleet,
chirping over and over,
their lovely tweets - oh so sweet.
Their changeful necks keep shining;
their eyes glow as living gems.
Tirelessly they keep busy,
while gathering straw and stems.
They place each piece precisely,
while half-forgetting to eat.
While never failing to trill,
their lovely tweets - oh so sweet.
© Harry Harper.
Posted : 15/12/2020 1:27 pm
Hope they're not bloody sparrows Harry. 😉
Posted : 18/12/2020 12:40 pm
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Nah, not the sparrow, Ric, a couple of finches. All birds are welcome around our house. Sparrows, for some reason, are not all that prolific in our area. Cheers.
Posted : 18/12/2020 4:30 pm
