A Poem from Lauren and MoreBlessing

Birds Poem

                                                  birds are funny
                                                  birds are cute
                                                  birds like to have a little tut 
                                                  lisen to the birds keep your ears open
                                                   birds like to sing like a flute
                                                   always remeber to keep quite when your birdwatching
                                                   it is very important  tut,tut,tut.


by MoreBlessing and Laurenxx

A poem from Amy

Here is the bird feeder. Herecomes, seeds and crumbs.
Sprinkle them on and see what comes out.
One blue tit, one robin, one chafinch, one sparrow.
Four of my bird friends are eating today.
Feed, feed, feed the birds
In the wintertime
When the days are dark and cold
Food is hard to find
Feed, feed, feed the birds
Till the spring has come
Scatter birdseed on the snow
Feeding birds is fun.
by Amy Doyle

A poem from Amber

 Birds

birds are sweet 

birds are cool 

don't go near them because they will get frightened by you 

birds are cool 

birds are sweet 

give them some bread so then they will tweet.

by Amber Kenna

A poem by Sophie

Robin

There was a little robin looking in my door ,

He then went and hopped around the cornor ,

He ate some nuts.

He joyfully said to  his friends

''oh look there's more bread on the shed''.
So he flew onto the shed and ate some more bread
and then he said ''whats this new thing i can see ''
He ate it and he liked it ,it was porridge oats hmmmmm .
And when he was finished he perched on a rock
Before flying away                                                                                                                                                               

                                       By Sophie Earls

Three Poems From Natalia S

 BirdsFriendly birds are in the way,
And they say,
Come,come,come out to play,
Special friends they are to me,
Feeding them is up to me.

Birds fly high in the sky,,
You will learn more about them soon,
Just bird watch everyday.

 Flying
flying is what birds do,
laying is also one too,
you can always see a bird,
i also see them on my way to school,
never fright a bird or else it will,
go go go away.


Ducks
Ducks can swim,
You can too,
So try it out and swim with a duck.

Ducks splash in the water,
Splash splash,
Ducks go quack quack.

When they get tired ,
They lay on the sand,
To dry of when the sun shines down.

                                                                  by Natalia Soltysik

A Poem from Lauren...

Birds poem

      Birds go here .
   Birds go there .
Birds are flying everywere.

In the sun.

In the wind .
Any weather..
Birds love air.
                                             by Lauren Murphy.

Hannah K keeps an eye out in the People's Park...

We're all birdwatchers so here's some news :

The Mandarin Quack!
By Hannah Kalinin.

In Peoples Park I saw today another beauty duck.  My estimate was a tufted duck as it was orange,white,black,and river,royalblue .

But it was soon googled by me.Answer :A mandarin duck, a type of tufted duck!
He is my fave bird.  I have seen 1 of them before in the zoo but never as such a nice surprise in Bray!This bird comes from somewhere far beyond Peoples Park!I love this bird and I know everyone will agree!!!

A Poem About the Mandarin Duck.

This little duck ,full of her  own little luck,

She sits on a stone ,it's her little home,

She dives , she dances,taking mallard duck  chances,

 She looks in her cool , clear ,river water pool(mirrior)

She: her name is Mandy , loving places sandy ,

She has an eye for a nest , She always looks her best ,

Of her chicks we can dream , Would always have a shiny sheen ,

She eats reed, sometimes forages for some weed ,

She flaps her webbed feet ,to the river's beat ,

She loves to be on www.birdsofbray.blogspot.com!

By Hannah Kalinin

People's Park = Bird's Den            by Hannah Kalinin

Mandy Mandarin is in the middle on a rock.  Poem and picture inspired by and dedicated to this magical Mandy.