Two Birds
We have a nest to live-
here in the tree;
nest made with love.
The tree has greeny leaves;
resting place
when it rains.
Tree has burrow above;
our hiding place
when it
thunders.
Tree gives many fruits.
We stay here,love the tree so much.
Bobby Peter
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