<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=359983" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Tweet</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He fell from the mango tree nearby<br>In the nest where three others lay<br>After the rain, their chirping cry<br>I heard in the morning at break of day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A few days old they must have been<br>Eyes still shut, and such tiny wings<br>Scarcely with feathers on their skin<br>But they had a strong will to go on living! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I took the nest and kept it inside<br>Quite safe in a handy fruit basket<br>From my cats, the birds I tried to hide<br>As they heard the noisy chirping racket.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two of the chicks failed to survive<br>The rains made them wet in the night<br>But the other two I had kept alive<br>Named him 'Tweet' and his brother 'Knight'.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We fed them bread crumbs in a toothpick<br>The chicks ate the meals, all was alright <br>But Knight was a bully and not so meek<br>Renamed him 'Joker' - oh what a sight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Joker would pound on his brother Tweet<br>So I had to keep them apart<br>Everyday their chirping would greet<br>Good morning to me with all their heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tweet was the only one that remained<br>For birds do get colds and die<br>He taught me lessons I had gained<br>Animals care, without tears they cry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Cynthia+Buhain-Baello">Cynthia Buhain-Baello</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=359983" data-title="Tweet de Cynthia Buhain-Baello" data-description="He fell from the mango tree nearby In the nest where three others lay After the rain, their chirping cry I heard in the morning at break of day. A few days old they must have been Eyes still shut, and such tiny wings Scarcely with feathers on the..."></div> </div> </div>

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