I WOULD LIKE TO SEE SOME OF YOUR POEMS ABOUT WILDLIFE, IT WOULD BE NICE TO READ WHAT YOU CAN DO AND HAVE IT PRINTED ON THESE PAGES FOR ALL THE WORLD TO SEE.

SO COME ON HAVE A GO, THEN GO TO CONTACTS AND SEND IT IN..

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Poem either on the web and agreed to be published into a book of poems about wildlife..

If the poem is accepted for print, that any gains from your poem in print would be donated to Many Hoots,

Yes even I have a sentimental heart, this bit was written by me, . TINY

The song of my friends

This is my song,

I sing it well

said the owl of the night,

No you don't said the nightingale,

I sing better than you.

No you don't said the sparrow,

there are more of use than you he said. we sing better.

The black bird chirped in and said Hu! I am best of all.

Oh! No said the sky lark,

it’s I with the voice of a million notes who is better than thee...

Every one knows my song said the song thrush.

ENOUGH!!! Listen said the Rabbit,

I know all your songs and you have taught me well,

for I have learned that you all have a voice

and when you all sing together, that is a song, a song of Love,

that’s what makes it so beautiful,

listen to your songs,

learn the words of  the song you sing.

For one day you will not sing,

and they will be gone the songs you sing,

they will not be sung with the notes you sing.

children and there’s to will not learn the song,

listen to your hearts

So sing the song, sing it long, sing it loud, but most of all sing it TRUE. .......

13.55 Friday 28th  march 2008

By Tiny........

 

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I lay where I fell

Where do they fall

all those injured

feathered friends,

 where do they fall,

On the ground is where I fall

On the ground,

Are you ok my feathered friend,

Are you ok,

No . No. No.

The Pain, the pain the pain,

Who will help me my human friend who will help,

I would said I, said I,

Tell me where you  are said I, said I,

I cant tell, The cold the cold the pain, the pain, now the hunger,

I am left to Die left to die,

 

By Tiny.........

This one took me 2 minutes to think up on the 24th/February 2010

23.35.hrs

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LET THE WORLD READ YOUR WORK.

“Blind” Saker

     Falcon