The Bird Bath
The bird bath was refilled,
with tears from heaven,
soon it will come the time to empty,
as I will turn it the pool over,
for the winter,
soon to come,
as the fall leaves will fill it way to well,
and as the frost shall make it of no use at all,
as the lovely birds fly away way to soon.
poem by Walter C. Edwards
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