Here's a Robert W. Service poem that captures how Frank felt about birds:
"A thousand birds are in my grove,
Melodious from morn to night;
My fruit trees are their treasure trove,
Their happiness is my delight.
And through the sweet and shining days
They know their lover and their friend;
So I will shield in peace and praise
My innocents unto the end. "
- "Bird Sanctuary" by Robert Service
Image from Quiet Girl Gallery
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