"The Cranky Crows"

The cranky crows were chattering in the sleeping trees.

The crows were sqwaking and mumbling and grunting .
Their loud chatters, sent shivers to my toes.
"Why are you so craky"? I said to the crows?

In an instant the cranky crows leaped from the sleeping trees.
Clumsily, they tumbled down through the branches.
I watched the crows roll to the edge of the flower blossom pool.

This is our "wish pool", the cranky crows said.
"Everyday we come to the "wish pool" and we make wishes. "
"Our wishes never come true. "

I sqwatted and listened to the crows , as they told me their story.
"You see Tweedles , there are some other crows that make fun of us."
"The other crows tease us and make fun of our flying.
They make fun of our voices.
Will you help us make a wish, so that we can soar through the sky, like Eagles?
"Never again will the other crows tease us,,,,,,,
if only we could soar like the Eagles."

I sat for a moment,,,,,
thinking,,,,,,
My thoughts seemed to be stuck.
As, I opened my mouth, words fell from my lips like raindrops.

"You must believe that you can fly like Eagles.
And then it will happen, my friends.
You must believe.
But first, Mother Nature must make the seasons change.
The seasons will change, and then you will be ready.
When the leaves come on the sleeping trees, you will be ready to soar like the Eagles.
"There is no need to be cranky-just be patient." I softly said the to crows.

The crows peered at me unblinkingly. Then the crows looked at each other.
As the crows flew off, I heard KAW, KAW , KAW.
Wings above my head fluttered past me, and tickeled my ears.
The fluttering stopped as the crows landed in the sleeping trees.
I listened for a moment before I went on my way.
All I could hear was sweet chattering.
Sweet mumbling and chattering came from the sleeping trees.
Nitey nite my friends
love
tweedles