The Blue Tit's Reflection Poem by Margaret O Driscoll
The Blue Tit's Reflection
A blue tit busily peering
at the wing mirror of the car,
seemed to me to be thinking
'This rival mate won't get far'
It's reflection seemed to irk it,
time after time it came back
launching itself at the mirror,
until finally giving up the attack!
Really, mating season rivalry, funny to watch their antics! ! Thanks Dan :)
A magpie does this to my side mirrors in the drive way, Thanks for sharing Margaret
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A magpie does that every day to my wing mirrors, Thank you for sharing Margaret