Phil Soar

Gold Star - 50,796 Points (28.06.1952)

Great Tit Singing - Poem by Phil Soar

I hear the Great Tit singing
With it's repetitious trill
And from the songs beginning
It went on with fluent skill
I listened quite intently
To determine where it sat
For the sound was almost friendly
And I'd like to tip my hat
Whilst sitting in the garden
I felt that I should say
"Great Tit, I beg your pardon
You have really made my day"

Topic(s) of this poem: birds, garden, nature


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 16, 2018



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