Birds
Birds in the bird bath,
What a splash they make,
Tail feathers, wing feathers
Shake, shake, shake.
Birds at the feeder,
Steady on their feet,
Red birds, yellow birds
Eat, eat, eat.
Birds in the tree tops,
Birds in rivers, in the sky.
Birds swim, birds wade, birds
Fly, fly, fly.
Birds that dive from mountains,
Birds that scratch and dig.
Eagles, ostriches.
Big, big, big.
Birds that chirp and warble,
Birds that tweet and sing,
Birds that talk by flapping
A wing, wing, wing.
Fishes like to swim in schools.
Bison run in herds,
But anywhere we look, we see
Birds, birds, birds.
Dominic Martia
A smashing series of photo's to accompany your charming poem Pam,the birds are always appreciative of a good splash about especially at this time of year aren't they!
ReplyDeleteIt is lovely to watch their bathtime antics! I just wish the Magpies and Crows would cease dunking the crumbled scones into the bird baths before they eat it or carry it off, they make such a mess.lol!!
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