Watching birds in the garden
Is such a simple pleasure
Today I observed a sight
A memory I will treasure
A humble little sparrow
Drab in his brown and grey
Had spied the ultimate prize
Lying on the grassy ley
I could see he really wanted it
He hopped about with glee
Then grabbed onto it firmly
Flying to a cabbage tree
You may not think much of this
But it was a mighty feat
For it was a peacock feather
That he carried in his beak!
It fell to the ground three times
As he struggled to his nest
But in the end he made it
And his home was brightly dressed
I observed all this and smiled
At the moral of this charming scene
Watching birdies in the garden
Showed me never give up on your dream
Shady Sail Ills Forgotten,
Crests and Peaks Roll with the Laugh-in’.
Eyes and Heirs Make No Bones,
No Want Nor Wish, To Know 'the Jones.’
Tis Where You Rise,
Tis Where You’ll Lay,
There's Nowhere Else, Like T1Bay.
About a cool suburb called Tiitahi (Tee Tah He) Bay in a city called Porirua, Wellington Aotearoa-New Zealand. 'Ti' (tee) is the Maori word for a Cabbage Tree. 'Tahi' means number one or single in Maori.
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