Some of them are like prayers.
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So sweet, poem and little bird. They are pitiful learning to fly, aren’t they? Doesn’t take long though!
Awwwwww. But how awesome to watch a baby fly from the nest the first time. I’ve watched it. I feel so proud for them!
LJ, that almost made me cry! Poor little thing.
I once saw a little robin drop from the nest, and the family’s dog immediately went after it. I screamed, “NO!” and the dog stopped dead in it’s tracks.
I then went to the bird, and put my finger out, and he hopped upon it. He stayed with me all afternoon, and when I drove away, he followed my car, for a long time. (Guess until his little wings got tired.) One of my greatest memories.
Thank you, LJ!