Whistle if you need meA Poem by Patricia WedelThe day was Sunny and I had a funny feeling as I was perched upon a branch of a Sycamore tree... I myself was an olive green with feathers just preened. as the fella started to sing, "Whistle if you need me"... It wasn't long before we had gathered enough Thistle to line our Nest of sky blue eggs waiting to burst open to Life... My partner was a bright Canary Gold with a trill that soothes the fledglings with their Beeks open wide ready to devour seeds and the like as if they were getting prepared for First Flight. Near-by in a Hammock of bright Red stripes was a Mistress in distress who just wanted to rest as the fledglings grew in their nest. The American Gold Finch will eventually rest on Coneflowers...
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16 Reviews Added on May 27, 2021 Last Updated on May 27, 2021 AuthorPatricia WedelKeystone, WVAboutLife is like a River that includes the sound of Warblers among the trees laden with happiness and tears... Wings take us to places we discover and people who write the Music we love to hear... quietly.. more..Writing
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