I like the images this poem gives me. The birds before they leave for winter, flying from the coming cold. Those that stay find life that much harder. Well written. I enjoyed. Bob
They certainly are fascinating. It's a wonder how they can stay warm, they are so small. Some birds, like chickadees, seem to thrive in the winter. I believe they can find insects in the cracks of the bark of trees.
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Kathy
Ron
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Always,
Deborah