Raven! (Oddosaurus/Poopven)'s Blog – February 2012 Archive (1)

Poem

11/28/11

The Three Baby Birds

Way up high in the tops of the trees,

Lies a small bird' s nest, no one can see.

Three baby birds are ready to go,

To fly even farther, then the nest that they know.

After lunch the birds are ready to fly,

And three baby birds and their mother soared threw the sky.

Their mother made sure to stay right behind,

The three baby birds made sure to speak their…