I cannot lay claim to the title of poet
Or I'll never be worthy of literary note
But the beauty of Nature I greatly admire
And of singing her praises I never do tire
The years have left me looking older and gray
And the clock on my life it is ticking away
But my walks in Nature's places today I enjoy
As much as I did in the fifties when I was a boy
Most birds recognizable by chirp or by song
Even by sound when you get to know them you cannot get them wrong
And from Nature we learn something new every day
We never stop learning as the wise one did say
The morning is gray with rain clouds in the sky
And the magpies are warbling in the grove nearby
And though the weather forecast has more rain on the way
It is good to be living to greet the new day.
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