The Wild Feathered Minstrels Of Nature Poem by Francis Duggan

The Wild Feathered Minstrels Of Nature



They call chirp and sing in parks and woods and gardens at twilight and before sunrise
And even by the sound of their voices most species one can recognize
The wild feathered minstrels of Nature one hears and sees them every day
Every species of bird serves it's purpose in serving Nature in some way
I love birds as do many others for to exist they don't depend on human kind
They can get on nicely without us their own food in Nature they do find
Some species of birds are migratory they travel long distances every year
The most amazing stories of their journeys we are privileged to read of and hear
Each year many species of water and shore birds fly from and back from the north to the southern shore
A round trip of twenty thousand kilometres and having said that maybe more
Whilst many species are sedentary they live their lives in the one place
Yet for all species of birds as well as animals the challenge of survival they face
Due to pollution, climate change and habitat destruction many species of birds are now rare
Without birds we would be the worse off their music with us they do share.

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