The day’s hours go by fast.
The sun makes everyone lazy.
Then came two strange-looking birds,
straying away from the hen brood
to come sit beside me,
ignoring their mother hen’s calls.
Funny birds!
But they were all sitting beside me,
listening to the airy wind
and the sounds coming from the trees.
Maybe they thought I was their father!
Musing: Baby Chicken
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