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Feb 2021
When birds fly high
they reach the sky.
They sing their song
They make their call
To baby birds
letting know
they’re on their way
With food to  show
collect through  day
Making chirping sounds
to say
Mama bird is on her way
Letting know that food will fall.
After babies hungry call!!!

Shell ✨🐚
Beautiful sight, birds flying chirping through the air!! I sit and watch this everyday.  How they bring food to feed They build a nest in my front yard.
Solange Loe-Sack-Sioe
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