My wonder of Nature only seems to grow
The more i learn of her ways so little i know of her i know
Yet of her we learn something new every day
We never stop learning as some like to say
Through familiarity with birds i have come to realize
That even by chirp or song them we can recognize
The magpie who sings every day of the year
You know him by voice when him you do hear
Familiar to many and familiar to me
The voice of the magpie lark known to some as pee wee
And who could mistake the call of the pied currawong
A bird from once heard you could never get wrong
And yet of Nature my wonder only seems to grow
So little about her i can claim to know.
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
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