Spiders, Bugs And BeesA Poem by Barbara Walker
'Midst towering green branches, birds chirp and flutter, fashioning their nest with twigs and leaves and their pantry is supplanted with delicious victuals of spiders, bugs and bees.
Offspring in the nursery, practice their takeoff and landings and when the dinner bell is rung, they run and shout with glee.
Father gives a warning, you'd better settle down and eat all Mother feeds you or you'll be punished, off to bed with no tv.
Later, if you looked in the nest, you'd spy baby birdies fast asleep and you'd hear Mother bird, as she said, "Not tonight, dear, please let me get some rest"! 12/19/06 © 2010 Barbara WalkerFeatured Review
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3 Reviews Added on March 22, 2008 Last Updated on May 28, 2010 AuthorBarbara WalkerLake Havasu City, AZAboutI am retired from the Postal Service. I find I write poetry to help myself through difficult times and I have written many poems in response to the chronic pain I've been living with for over 30 year.. more..Writing
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