Redwing in the Crags (being disturbed they moved across - not altogether but in singles and pairs)
I heard the rare Redwing roost call,
In the Crags, without bags
No! Number 15 theres been,
munching the reds so bright, sunlight,
Still going past maybe now twenty
made the entry and crossed the sunlitten blue sky,
Time is when! (opinion formed on half a tale)
They only have time to listen to some of a story
and from that their opinion is formed,
It doesnt matter who reads it,
What matters is they find it!
to read, the seed...
Learning whats about
will save you the doubt..