A Voice That's Unmistakeable

 A voice that's unmistakeable at twilight of October day
That i first heard as a young boy in old grove  far away
Proclaiming his nesting borders in the Springtime of the year
His  is a familiar voice of Nature always pleasant for to hear
The song of  the male golden billed blackbird such a beautiful thing
For to hear on a calm and  pleasant evening near to the prime of Spring
Some birds he is one of them you know them by their song
Once heard quite unmistakeable you never get him wrong
My wonderment of Nature does never cease to grow
Yet so little of her ways that i can claim to know
But in life we never do stop learning as some are known to say
And in Nature a  lesson or two for us every day
And a bird that is familiar to many and familiar to me
The golden billed male blackbird one i know to hear and see.