For Heathcliff

I love my little canary.
He sings so sweet and loud.
He puffs out his feathers 
and looks so very proud.
He starts off a-warbling.
he pulls it from his soul
and though I love his music
I wish he had a volume control.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Doll Avatar
September 28, 2018 at 4:21 PM
So well written, Francine. Especially, "I wish he had a volume control" Made me laugh.~ Warren
Pigeon Tart Avatar
June 4, 2018 at 7:05 AM
Oh I love this Francine! A birder and bird keeper myself, doves, and one old finch I plan to replace with a canary :) And I adore your canary's name too ;) xomo!
Pigeon Tart Avatar
June 5, 2018 at 6:15 AM
My zebra finch sounds like a squeaky toy too, he never learned to sing;) the doves a lower pitch, so not piercing but the sound travels farther, through walls etc
Roberts Avatar
June 4, 2018 at 9:47 AM
I have also inherited by Mom's zebra finch who sounds like a dogs squeaky toy, pretty loud in here when they both get going, I bet doves are quieter
Michael Avatar
June 4, 2018 at 5:59 AM
Beautifully written...joy springs out of your words...I like it...All the best Francine
Roberts Avatar
June 4, 2018 at 9:47 AM
thank you
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