From JennyWren,
"The Tale of a Puffling
Your adventures began before you even hatched,
When to the burrow corner you were rudely dispatched!
Millie found you there, and tucked you away,
Back safe under her wing, until your hatching day.
Then you started to eat and you did not stop,
Even the huge butterfish went down your crop!
And as your parents fed you day and night,
Your hidey hole began to get a little tight!
New feathers replaced your downy fluff,
You fought off hooligans, you're so tough!
But whatever dramas the day did bring,
At night you'd be snuggled up, under Willie's wing.
As the days passed you became independent and wilful,
Staying outside (until Mum arrived with her bill full!)
Then came the night, you heard the call of the sea,
And left, unseen, to live alone and free.
Godspeed our sweet Stella, we all wish you well.
Shall we meet again? Only time will tell.
For now little fluffball we have to say Goodbye,
Live strong our darling puffball, dive deep, fly high."
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Topic: Puffin Burrow at Seal Island, Maine, USA 2019-20 (Read 103210 times)