Ten Singing Birds

In celebration of my soon to be released new children's book, Count 1,2,3 With Me, I thought you might enjoy my counting poem about birds. Enjoy!

 

 

 

A little brown robin, alone, the only one,

Was sitting on a branch, singing in the sun.

 

 Along came a bird whose feathers were blue

To join in the song, so then there were two.
 

The robin and the bluebird, singing in the tree,

Were joined by a sparrow, to make a trio of three.
 

Each time a bird joined there was one more than before,

So when a blackbird came, suddenly there were four.
 

A noisy mockingbird who had started to dive

Joined them on the branch to form a singing group of five.
 

A little wren making a nest with some sticks

Flew over to join them, and then there were six.
 

A brave meadowlark, flying up to heaven,

Swooped down beside them, and together that made seven.
 

A bright red cardinal, perched on a gate,

Came to sing with them to form an octet of eight.
 

The song they were singing sounded so fine

A chickadee joined them to make the count nine.
 

An oriole joined the other birds and then

Their song was sung by a total of ten.

© Connie Arnold