Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

Swn and signets ( all 8 of them) under mum’s feathers.

Third May Blog. 16-5-15.

The photograph of swan and signets at dusk, was taken by The River Thames, at Maidenhead , Berkshire, England, by my nephew Russel Steward. Thank you for the permission to use.

Feather Down.

Oh, mother dear, you protect us
Within the oncoming night.
Your white wing feathers cover us,
Until we see the dawn light.

Save us from foxes or weasels,
Or rats that swim in the pond,
For they are harbingers of sorrow
For mother swans and their brood.

Yet she will protect and deliver
Our bodies, from harm, near and far.
She teaches us how to grow older,
So we can fly up to the stars.

Our father will seek out a nest site
For mother to safely rear
A gaggle of signets, this summer,
So that we will be full swans, next…