Does anyone remember the Ideals magazine? Its my kind of publication- full of poetry and pretty pictures. I found one from summer of '63 and wanted to share a poem that I really liked.
Birdhouse for rent
A beautiful location
Beneath a spreading tree,
Within a lovely garden
If you'll only come and see
You'll surely be delighted
Just bring your mate along...
You'd never guess how cheap it is
You can have it for a song.
And you'll have lovely neighbors,
Of our tenants we are proud
And never heartlessly say we,
"Birdlings not allowed."
So, in our garden rear your young
till they are big and strong
And all the rent we'll ever ask
Is just your happy song.
By Edna Dean Wendt
