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 birds will fly south.
When it gets warm,
The bird will return.
Let’s watch how the birds live,
And see what we learn!
Its Thanks to Meish Goldish your reading this poem.
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