Mother bird

A little bird squeaks
But her mother can tell
She hears the volume
Like a tiny bell
A tender flute
expressive strings
Claudia’s magic
Wonderfully brings
A wild inflexion
A magical mood
Related and gentle
How we allude
To the life and survival
Of the a fledgling who tries
To flutter and fly
In the greyest of skies.

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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