Background Heading

Image given to us as a present by Jim Almond, Shropshire Birder.  (Juvenile Cuckoo))

Winter’s winds have come and gone

    And the days have lengthened too.

New born lambs have romped in fields,

    And grey skies changed to blue.

 

The daffodils lit up the world

    With sturdy golden flowers

And sunshine stole upon the earth

    And into woodland bowers.

 

March came and went and April too

     And May has now arrived:

Woodland birds have built their nests

    And something’s been contrived:

 

Another bird, from foreign shores,

    Enters into the wood.

The cuckoo, cunning as she is,

    Is up to not much good.

 

She’ll lay her egg most carefully

    In a nest meant for some others.

Once born her chick sets out to oust

    His stepsisters and brothers.

 

'There’s no room here for other birds!'

     The selfish cuckoo cries,

And, eating all the food that’s brought,

     Grows to a fearsome size.

 

The parents bring back lots of food

    For this greedy, noisy bird -

And 'Thank you?' - No they’ll never hear

    One single grateful word.

 

Once fledged, the cuckoo flies away,

    But leaves a message clear:

'You’ll see me back to lay MY egg

     In YOUR nest - yes, next year!'

 

Copyright on all my poems

The Cunninc Cuckoo - Heading Articles on Metre etc Bird Poems Try: The Cuckoo The Cuckoo - Ted Hughes Listening Page A Skype Visit to Your Class?