White necks peering

The larks like thunder rise & suther round

Then drop & nestle in the stubble ground

The wild swan hurries high & noises loud

With white necks peering to the evening cloud

The weary rooks to distant woods are gone

With length of tail the magpie winnows on

To neighbouring tree & leaves the distant crow

While small birds nestle in the hedge below

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Image by my friend #CarryAkroyd