Don't feed the birds
At my local park there's a sign
As plain as the nose on your face
'please don't feed the birds
At this lake or within this space'.
I was a little disappointed
When a lady was feeding them bread
a swan and her six little babies
As she ignored what the sign had said.
How will they find food
When the friendly supply ends?
What happens to the ducklings
When she stops feeding them?
For living is a skill that we
Never seem to stop learning
Whether it's relationships
Or how we make our earning.
For if everything in life
Always went our way
And people did it all for us
We wouldn't adapt to change.
We never would discover
How to find our own feed
And store enough for others
And keep just enough for me.
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