Sparrows, Magpies and Crows. Friendly Sparrows sitting on a branch, Chirping away with me in a trance. I was mesmerised for all to see, While gazing at the Sparrows in the Elm tree. Now Sparrows are nosy and came so near, To where I was sitting, full of good cheer. I listened carefully at what they had to say, And was amazed that they could make my day. Some were cheeky but friendly too, One was sitting on an old shoe. I was told to be wary of the Magpies and Crows, They rob our nests of our young ones you know. When the Crows and Magpies are about, I was asked to give a very loud shout. The Sparrows know that I sit in my chair, My eyes they say are everywhere. And if I warn them, about the Magpies and Crows. They will come and visit me even when it snows. © Bernard Shaw -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [log in to unmask] http://members.chello.at/bernard.shaw/poetry.html