BABY ORPHAN MOCKINGBIRD BY ROBERT HEWETT SR.
BABY ORPHAN MOCKINGBIRD
Robert Hewett Sr.
A little Mockingbird just hopping on the ground
No momma or poppa, her home could not be found.
Her wings were too short, she could not yet fly
How would she ever survive and not die?
We wanted her stay alive and someday fly away,
Join the other Mockingbirds and sing every day.
We put some food and water where she had stayed
Hoping she would find it before she strayed.
She has found the water and the food, it’s true
Each morning she tries to sing like Mockingbirds do
Her voice is a little quaky and not real loud
But each morning she sounds more proud.
We have found one thing she does very well
She poops on our porch, I am here to tell
What gratitude for feeding her each day?
But, pooping there let’s me know she is okay.
If I ever meet her face to beak I will say
Hello Missy how are you doing today?
I will sing with you if you want me to.
But, I’m not nearly as good as you.
BABY MOCKING BIRD SINGS
Robert Hewett Sr.
A little homeless Mockingbird did arrive
We gave it food and water to keep it alive
It has grown up now sitting way up high
Singing its melodies for all nearby.
At first its voice was a little shaky,
Some notes sounded weak and softly quaky.
Now she sings like a Mockingbird should,
Loud and strong like I hoped she someday would.
Bob, Bob, White, it sounds just right
Cardinals, larks and others at night.
Early in the morning before sunrise,
I hear her singing, sounding real nice.
I have named this bird with a big heart
For a young fan of Nature from the start.
So, sing on Erin right here in the Sand Hills
Answer back Miss Erin where Badgers live..
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