A Voice That's Unmistakable

A voice that's unmistakable at twilight of October day That i first heard as a young boy in old grove far away Proclaiming his nesting borders in the Springtime of the year His is a familiar voice of Nature always pleasant for to hear The song of the male golden billed blackbird such a beautiful thing For to hear on a calm and pleasant evening near to the prime of Spring Some birds he is one of them you know them by their song Once heard quite unmistakable you never get him wrong My wonderment of Nature does never cease to grow Yet so little of her ways that i can claim to know But in life we never do stop learning as some are known to say And in Nature a lesson or two for us every day And a bird that is familiar to many and familiar to me The golden billed male blackbird one i know to hear and see.