Look at the beautiful **** in my garden blues ones grey ones even long tailed ones they dart around fluttering unbound thank you god for my **** i've found
See them bounce in the air here there and everywhere my sweet big breasted babies I so want to hug them
But they fly too high and I can never touch them but I love to gaze at them my sweet beautiful ****
I worry for them in the cold winter give them food on the go my sweet little birds that do struggle when it snows