Bird Table 7

In the skies there was a rainbow,
The bird table had no birds to show,
It was made of solid oak wood,
And in the warmth elegantly stood,
Sometimes birds would visit the bird table,
The birds that were strong and able,
Would feed on what was left there,
Which had been left with generosity and care.

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