A flock of birds is ready to migrate,
and all are looking for a bird named Kate.
Kate is always, always late,
and finally, the others can't wait.
and all are looking for a bird named Kate.
Kate is always, always late,
and finally, the others can't wait.
Kate arrives prepared to say, "Sorry,"
she didn't mean to make anyone worry,
but finds herself quite alone—
the woods are quiet, the birds all gone.
she didn't mean to make anyone worry,
but finds herself quite alone—
the woods are quiet, the birds all gone.
She sits waiting as the day grows dark,
hoping the flock may still come back;
she looks to the sky, heaves a sigh,
and tries very hard not to cry.
hoping the flock may still come back;
she looks to the sky, heaves a sigh,
and tries very hard not to cry.
The temperatures drop, there is some frost,
and Kate is feeling truly lost,
two small squirrels soon appear,
saying, "Please don't worry, dear.
and Kate is feeling truly lost,
two small squirrels soon appear,
saying, "Please don't worry, dear.
"Come find shelter behind the trees,
the two of us won't let you freeze.
Winter in the woods can be fun,
just wait till you meet everyone."
the two of us won't let you freeze.
Winter in the woods can be fun,
just wait till you meet everyone."
The cold months are indeed good
as Kate makes friends in the wood;
but still, you can hear the old refrain:
"Is Kate late? Oh no, not again!"
as Kate makes friends in the wood;
but still, you can hear the old refrain:
"Is Kate late? Oh no, not again!"
♡
Featured: Milk and soft drink bottles
upcycled into bird feeding
stations.
2 comments:
Oh what a fun poem, but those bottles are adorable! I love how they were upcycled, so darling and delightful! A good reminder to not be late, but wonderful for the redeeming kindness of the squirrels!
Lovely poem - I was getting upset for Kate until the squirrels came to her rescue! Those bird feeders are fantastic; you are so creative. xx
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