In Nature There's Wonder

Have you ever looked up at the morning sky And watched the brown skylark as upwards he fly A musical speck in clouds he disappear Though his voice does come to you melodious and clear. Have you ever listened to the gray butcherbird sing His bubbling notes to them have a beautiful ring When the morning sunbeams are stealing through the trees His music is floating along in the breeze. Have you ever listened to the male blackbird with yellow bill When disturbed or excited his voice becomes shrill He scolds as he flies just above the hedgerow Yet so much of his ways there's to learn of and know. In Spring and in Summer where the rank grasses grow In the quiet of the evening the male pheasant crow About the females he has mated with he does not seem to care And of that he may be a father he does not seem aware. Have you ever watched father emu with his brood Of the mottled young in a protective mood No interest in hatching or caring for the young the females have shown He has a big job for to do on his own. In Nature there's wonder in all we do see Even the ways of birds are complex as can be And though her secrets from us she keeps hidden away From her we do learn something new every day.