This lovely poem is written by my equally lovely and talented 10 year old niece,
TIFFANY BOYLE
Have you ever heard?
Of an absurd bird?
Sitting in a tree
Looking for a bee
But wait a second?
Sitting in a tree?
Looking for a bee?
That is not absurd.
That’s a normal bird.He whistles through his beak,
Hoping for a peak,
Of a little worm,
Going for a squirm.Then he darts right down,
With an angry frown,
Longing for some prey,
To eat that very day.Now he has some food,
What a hungry dude,
It’s going to his nest,
It’ll be the best.His wife will prepare it nice,
His family will want it twice,
Then they’ll go to sleep
You won’t hear a peep.
© Tiffany Boyle, 2017
(Published with permission)
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