BIRDS

In skies adorned with hues of blue,

Where dreams take flight and joys renew,

There dwell the creatures of the air,

With wings that spread, beyond compare.

Behold the birds, a graceful sight,

In melodies they find delight,

They soar above with freedom's song,

Their voices echo, sweet and strong.

The eagle bold, a mighty king,

With regal gaze, on lofty wing,

Through mountain peaks and valleys deep,

It soars with power, its vigil keep.

The nightingale, a gentle muse,

Its voice a gift, it can't refuse,

In moonlit nights, its trills enchant,

A lullaby, both soft and grand.

The hummingbird, a vibrant sprite,

With rapid beats, a blur of light,

It sips the nectar, nature's sweet,

A tiny gem, with wings discreet.

The owl, wise sentinel of night,

With eyes that pierce the darkest plight,

It hoots a symphony of calm,

Guiding lost souls with soothing balm.

The peacock, dressed in splendor's gown,

Its feathers spread, a royal crown,

In vibrant hues, a living art,

A masterpiece, nature's own chart.

And seagulls dancing by the shore,

Their calls a chorus, joyous and more,

They ride the winds, in salty air,

Their freedom's song, beyond compare.

Oh, birds of sky, in grace you glide,

With wings that conquer heavens wide,

Your flights inspire dreams anew,

In every heart, a song takes hue.

So let us learn from feathered friends,

To rise above, where love transcends,

Embrace the skies, let spirits soar,

And in our souls, forevermore.