{"id":7971,"date":"2022-02-24T01:00:00","date_gmt":"2022-02-24T06:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.newspaperhistory.com\/?p=7971"},"modified":"2022-02-24T01:00:00","modified_gmt":"2022-02-24T06:00:00","slug":"feeding-the-birds-in-winter","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/feeding-the-birds-in-winter\/","title":{"rendered":"Feeding the Birds in Winter"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

From <\/em>The Detroit Times, February 24, 1914<\/em><\/a>. By Margaret Florence McAuley.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cLook!\u201d Cried little Willie to his cousin May;
\u201cSee the flock of birdies carry crumbs away.\u201d
\u201cYes,\u201d said May, \u201cI\u2019ll tell you what we always do
In cold wintry weather when food freezes, too;
On the steps and window sills cracker crumbs we spread,
And soon we hear the birdies chirping overhead;
Then I call \u2018Come birdies,\u2019 and my voice they know,
So they fly quite swiftly to their feast below.
Sometimes ten or fifty chirp, and hop, and run,
And to watch them dining, Oh it is such fun.
You can help me feed them while you visit here,
And if you are gentle they will know no fear.
I could tell you stories\u2014some are gay, some sad\u2014
Of the joy and sorrow which my birds have had.
Some days when it\u2019s coldest, and I later sleep,
They hop up to my window and anxiously they peep;
They tap upon the panes and chat in words I\u2019ve learned to know,
Then swiftly to the cracker box you may be sure I go.
When you go home, ask auntie to save the cracker crumbs,
Then feed them to the birdies as soon as winter comes.
We\u2019ve learned to love each other, my little birds and I,
And all year long they hover among the branches nigh.
In winter or in summer, when to the door I go,
My darling birdies greet me with their merry, sweet \u2018hello\u2019.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

From The Detroit Times, February 24, 1914. By Margaret Florence McAuley. \u201cLook!\u201d Cried little Willie to his cousin May;\u201cSee the flock of birdies carry crumbs away.\u201d\u201cYes,\u201d said May, \u201cI\u2019ll tell you what we always doIn cold wintry weather when food freezes, too;On the steps and window sills cracker crumbs we spread,And soon we hear the […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,14],"tags":[226],"class_list":["post-7971","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-newspapers","category-the-detroit-times","tag-margaret-florence-mcauley"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7971","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7971"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7971\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7971"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7971"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7971"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}