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| Carl the Crow Photo by Peggy Bartleson |
Carl the Crow
By Jean Monce Bryant
(inspired by the For the Birds column)
Oh Carl the Crow- what a cute funny guy
He exited the nest when not able to fly
His parents are nearby-they're armed and they're ready
So predators BEWARE--their surveillance is steady
They feed Carl often--his demands will not quit
He'll squawk and he'll CAW till he gets every bit
As Providers and Security there's no time to sleep
They'll answer each call--even one tiny peep
With hawks, owls and raccoons and eagles as well
The dangers are many--I think you can tell
And neighborhood cats also can pose a threat
The parents relax??? No, no time for that yet
If baby, though noisy, can hide from their view
His chance for survival's much better it's true
If one of his siblings has left the nest too
The parents' duties are doubled--for them I'll say WHEW"
But any good parent--though tired and worn-out
Will come Wide-Awake at a peep or a shout
So thank you for babies--and parents as well
Their love and devotion it truly is swell
Carl will be growing his tail feathers soon
And then he can fly and head straight for the moon
He's patiently waiting for them to arrive
With rudders on board--he can fly and survive
This is a wonderful poem! I'm so sorry I didn't see this when it was first written. Having the young crow that I called Carl in my front yard was a wonderful experience that has had a lasting effect on my life. I love crows now, and still have some who call my yard their home. Thank-you for writing this wonderful poem, I will treasure it. :)
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