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BIRDS OF THE YEAR
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BOB-WHITE

(Autumn)

When the days are growing shorter,
And the nights are growing chill,
And the green turns red and gold,
In the wood, and on the wold,
O’er the meadow, and the hill,
Then, to hearts for summer sad,
Sounds a message brave and glad: '

“All ’s light,
All ’s bright,
All ’s right,
Bob-white.”’

THE CHICKADEE

(Winter)

When the air is filled with snowing,
And the stormy winds are blowing,
And every flower has been hidden long,
There ’s a merry little neighbor
Comes to cheer us in our labor
With a very merry, cheery, little song.
“Chickadee-dee !” says he;
“Never mind me!” says he;
“Let it snow,
Let it blow to and fro,
For I know
With me ’t will agree!” says he.
Minnie Leona Upton.