Tree with a Bird in it — The Bird Misunderstood by Robert Frost

THE BIRD MISUNDERSTOOD

There was a grackle sat on our old pear tree-- Don't ask me why--I never did really know;

But he made my wife and me feel, for really the very first time We were out in the actual country, hindering things to grow;

It gave us rather a queer feeling to hear the grackle grackle, But when it got to be winter time he got up and went thence And now we shall never know, though we watch the tree till April, Whether his curious crying ever made song or sense.