Jays poem

Jays by Unknown "I know an old man, His name is Jay, He wears a blue coat, And a hat of gray. He has a nice nest High up in a tree, Where sits his dear mate Content as can be. There are four blue eggs In the little brown nest, Which will soon be baby birds Blue, like the rest."

6 thoughts on “Jays poem

  • Andree Dubreuil

    July 19, 2012 at 10:29 pm

    A jay in the morning calls my name, a young crow caws at the same time, two morning doves coo, and my day begins, and there is nothing I shall want but my hubby besides me, a cup of coffee and the earnest hope that the songs will go on. Do tell me, is there anything else and beyond.. Perhaps for others, but I am where I belong….

  • Andree Dubreuil

    July 19, 2012 at 10:40 pm

    John Marzluff has writtten a thesis about passion and of an inquisitive search about a human species that has inspired questions about our own perceptions of a bird that makes us uncomfortable because of its presence.. Questions, he has answered,, but to those who have asked….Gifts are not for all…and are only gratefully acknowledged …

  • What a love poem you wrote for the Jay. =) Thank you Andree! =)

  • @Andree, did you read his thesis? Where can I find a copy of it?

  • Andree Dubreuil

    October 12, 2012 at 4:56 pm

    I forgot my password and could no longer log in to all the crow lovers, I am so fondly caring of their friendship..all of you

  • Andree Dubreuil

    October 28, 2015 at 2:18 pm

    Well, not so long ago,, I wrote about Cornelius,, the crow,, he is doing well, very well indeed, because he is a wonderful father. October 28th, 2015.

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