The tiny bird lay motionless on the ground
Its wing appeared to be broken.
The Mother bird hovered above rubbing
her beak and head against her baby.
I stood back, watching, not quite knowing
what to do.
I gathered a small box and filled it with grass.
It was my intent to try and rescue the baby.
Just when I started to get close, the little bird
began to move and hopped upon its Mother's
back and off they flew to the nest she had built
Oct 27, 2020
Oct 27, 2020 at 3:03 PM UTC
The tiny bird lay motionless on the ground
Its wing appeared to be broken.
The Mother bird hovered above rubbing
her beak and head against her baby.
I stood back, watching, not quite knowing
what to do.
I gathered a small box and filled it with grass.
It was my intent to try and rescue the baby.
Just when I started to get close, the little bird
began to move and hopped upon its Mother's
back and off they flew to the nest she had built