A World Without Birds

I was sitting on my parent's back deck and realized how much I love hearing birds chirp. So, I wrote a poem:

A WORLD WITHOUT BIRDS by Joel Land:

A world without birds would be such a drag.
A world without bird turds and baby bird slag.
A fresh fertilizer for all of the world.
A soil that intrigues boys and disgusts the girls.
Imagine the sadness in one earthworms life,
If he didn't have a dirt home to offer his wife.
Consequently, the worm becomes foods
For hungry infant beaks to which the mother bird broods.
If animals were aware of this dreary cycle,
They'd all be depressed.
The way of the world is just order and mess.
I must confess, I applaud the birds ways.
They do what we don't, and have yet to complain.
To live and provide, to love and then die.
Ah, to see through the sparrow's eye.


ps. maybe this is the way to spruce up the fam blog? everyone who reads this must pen a poem and post it.

pps. Grandma, this one is for you.