Birdhouse Song

August 31, 2012
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Come to me,
my newborn friends.
I know your tiny wings
are on the mend.

Your Mother went
in search of food.
For a while, she hasn't returned
to the brood.

Father might be gone
and Mother might be lost,
but I'll still be here,
darlings.

They won't take me away from you.





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