Flutters, lands on the perchStarts feeding. Baby arrivesHead up, mouth openChirps. Loud chirpsFlutters wingsWaitsMother ignores,Feeds on my Wild Bird SeedWhile waiting Baby pecksFeeds I learned to balanceRide my bikeWhen my motherLet go the bicycle seat.
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