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AWAITING THEIR TURN
By Josie Whitehead
On a snow-laden tree sit a couple of crows,
And they watch a performance below.
Six grey and white seagulls are circling around,
Then are diving for food in the snow.
A tray full of bread mixed with sunflower seeds
On the hedge, has been laid with some care.
'Don’t gobble the lot,' think the couple of crows,
'For surely that wouldn’t be fair!'
Another observer is awaiting his turn
And approaches the food laden tray,
For a regular caller, the wood pigeon, comes,
Through the snow on this biting cold day.
The ducks have all fled from the ice-covered lake -
They have joined all their friends at the river -
For this cold Arctic weather, this white, wintry world,
Causes bird-life and humans to shiver.
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