The weather though dry a typical August day
The sun in the gray clouds is hidden away
Yet the bird who does sing every day of the year
The flute like song of the magpie is always pleasant to hear
And how nice in the Winter to hear the Blackbird sing
Is he telling us of an early Spring?
Since birds of weather patterns than humans far more seem to know
And my wonder of them only does seems to grow
Yesterday it was sunny though the air in it had a cool chill
But today though overcast the magpies carry sticks in bill
For to build their nests on the taller trees
On a forecast high for the day of fourteen degrees
And the song of the blackbird melodious and clear
Foretells of a very early Spring this year.
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