I have always had a thing about birds. I like to watch them flying in the sky. All my life birds have seemed to like me. They follow me. When I lived in the trailer park. I would feed the birds. There would be hundreds of them in my yard.
I have moved to a new place. I still get lost watching the birds fly in the sky. These birds in this tree stopped to say hello to me. I wonder if they are the birds that I feed from the trailer park and they remember me.
I read somewhere that birds do remember people. I wonder how true it is!!
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