Hedgie's Nature Journal : interaction

Random thoughts

...when I was a child I wondered why I did not have wings like other birds.

Though no longer a child, I wonder still...

Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unawakened.

Look at the bird, up in the treetop.
Building its nest, with no time to stop.
Hatching its eggs so smooth and so round,
Then feeding its babies, worms from the ground.
Look at the bird with beak for a mouth.
When it gets cold, the bird will fly south.
When it gets warm, the bird will return.
Let's watch how the birds live, and see what we learn.

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