Whip-Poor-Will
This feathered friend
Was new to thee
Until Sara Kendrick
Introduced me
It's the Whip-poor-will
Delightful night-jar bird
Who forage at night
During the day, rarely heard
Of mottled plumage
In blacks and browns
Deciduous habitats
But rarely towns
This beautiful bird
Departing souls it catches
But in our heart
Admiration as it latches
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Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2009
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