On Birds Poem by Francis Duggan

On Birds



The more I learn of birds the more my wonder of them grow
And I come to realize how little about them I do know
And though I recognize many by their chirp or their song
On bird recognition I've often been wrong
You could live for five hundred years and study birds every day
But if you are honest with yourself I am sure you would say
That I know a lot about birds but not everything
Though I've studied their breeding habits for many a Spring,
Migratory birds travel the World from north to southern shore
And I know if I lived for five centuries or more
And when to the scythe of the reaper I eventually would fall
Of birds I may know a lot but I would not know it all
And the more I learn about birds the more I come to realize
So little I know of them and is that a surprise?

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