The Curlew
The curlew’s trademark, long down curved bill
Delves deep in mud, belly to fill
Heath and moorland breeding ground
Mating calls eerie sound
And then chicks arrive
Oh how they thrive
Birds anew
Curlew
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Copyright © Simon Rogerson | Year Posted 2019
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