Today I saw a turkey trot, twelve to be precise
They came a-running carelessly across the snowy ice.
Hunger must have driven them, for worry they did not,
I could so very easily have put one in the pot!
Had not the kitchen wall been there, had not the window pane,
My hand extended tenderly upon their backs had lain.
I felt so warm and satisfied that I had spread the best
Of sunflower hearts onto the ground to fill their croppy breast.
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Mama, you are not only the "Moss Fairy", but also the "Bird Fairy"!
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