To: SAMWolf
Awww, one of my favorite birds!!
I don't get birds anymore, :-(.
The large shrubs were cut down last year for renovations on the manse. No shelter for the birds. The Dee's used to flit around in those shrubs. Then the squirrels chewed up my redwood birdseed holder. I got discouraged feeding the danged squirrels and stopped buying seed.
Nothing as cheerier as a Chickadee.
Well, good poem today!
Thanks for all and have a great day.
Sunny here, but cool.
To: All
April is Poetry Month
I Dream'd I Lay by Robert Burns
I dream'd I lay where flowers were springing Gaily in the sunny beam; List'ning to the wild birds singing, By a falling crystal stream: Straight the sky grew black and daring; Thro' the woods the whirlwinds rave; Tress with aged arms were warring, O'er the swelling drumlie wave.
Such was my life's deceitful morning, Such the pleasures I enjoyed: But lang or noon, loud tempests storming A' my flowery bliss destroy'd. Tho' fickle fortune has deceiv'd me- She promis'd fair, and perform'd but ill, Of mony a joy and hope bereav'd me- I bear a heart shall support me still.
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