Wise Lily Stories
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Bath Time for Birds I am a shiny bird bath, I come out in the spring I stand here in a carpet of green and hear the songbirds sing Each day the gardener comes along and takes good care of me He scrubs away my dirt and dust and fills me with water clean. He puts a little stone or two in the middle of my sink And tiny birds can safely land and take a good long drink. I get all kinds of visitors throughout the summer day Finches, sparrows, chickadees and noisy big blue jays. But of all the winged friends that come and visit me awhile Me thinks the robin is the best, she always makes me smile She lands right in my water deep for her evening bath The water splashes everywhere, it really makes me laugh. And then she stands upon the edge and puffs her feathers big She shakes and does a little dance, a funny robin jig. So in the garden look for birds who always come and go For the feathered friends in my garden green like to put on a show! written by Christine Summerfield/June 2016
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The Honey Suckle Vine As I sit on my front porch, with my cup of tea So much green and flowers grow right in front of me! The honeysuckle is the one with vines of red and green It wraps around and round my fence, the finest to be seen! And at the end of every vine, a trumpet of pink and gold Announces to the world to smell its perfume bright and bold! I dip my nose into the vine and smell perfume so sweet But someone else is right behind, awaiting his summer treat. The hummingbird of green and red, so tiny and so quick His busy wings buzz happily, as he stops to take a sip. He dips his long and slender beak inside each blossom pink But watch him oh-so-carefully, you must not even blink! For if you do, you might just miss him darting up so high For in a flash he will be gone, but listen for his cry: "I'll be back to visit you for your elixir fine Be sure to look for me again on the honey suckle vine!" written by Christine Summerfield/June 2016
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