Foundlings Poem by Thyris Taylor

Foundlings

Pretty little birds welcome to the world,
and welcome to my garden.
Stay as long as you like. Learn to
fly like a kite. Visit as often as you can.
This is your forever home.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A short verse about coming across a nest of baby birds.
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