Mockingbird

Mockingbird
I watched a mockingbird build its nest this beautiful spring morning in June. 
A soft flowing breeze drifts with scents of orange blossoms and honeysuckle. 
Twig by twig – winding, twisting, weaving a tiny bowl of beauty.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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August 16, 2026 at 12:56 AM
lcking birds are a favorite of mine, and I loved you sharing the building of the nest....thank you for the memory I had as a child such a mockingbird's nest outside my window....loved the poem
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