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To Watch the Birds

To watch the birds is pure delight While at the feeder or in flight. They poke and peck to get their seeds, Providing peace my spirit needs. Their cheeps and chirps imbue the air With melody they’re meant to share With fellow feathered-friends they greet, Much like our human type of tweet. How fortunate I feel that I Can sit and let the hours go by While watching birds to pass the time And twittering my thoughts in rhyme.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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Date: 9/17/2021 9:41:00 AM
According to our newspaper this morning, NYC's birds are mostly lying on the sidewalk after crashing into windows . . .
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Date: 9/15/2021 12:18:00 PM
- No one can sing more beautifully ... what a wonderful poem, I love watching the birds, Ilene :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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