Flying in the sky,
On a cold winter day,
All the lovely leaves,
Have sadly withered away.
Something is falling,
On the tip of your beak,
It looks like snow,
But can it really be?
Robins
Flying in the sky, On a cold winter day, All the lovely leaves, Have sadly withered away. Something is falling, On the tip of your beak, It looks like snow, But can it really be?
Magical moments of nature 
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