Need their rest
Mama bird flies
At the sound of
the their cries
Mama bird was
not in a good mood
But she flew
anyway to look for food
Up to the sky
she flew
When you saw her
feathers they were blue
Gathering up
worms to eat
She would grab
them with her feet
Back to the nest
she went
The babies could
smell her scent
All nestled and
well fed
It was time for
all to go to bed
(Written by my 11
yr old daughter JJ)
Copyright 2014
Wandering Satellite Publishing
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