The Birds Song

In a world of wonder, where melodies reside,

There echoes a symphony, far and wide.

A song so sweet, carried on gentle wings,

The birds unite, and their chorus sings.

At dawn's first light, as the sky awakes,

Feathers flutter, melodies they make.

Each bird, a maestro in its own right,

Filling the air with notes, pure and bright.

The robin's trill, a cheerful serenade,

Welcoming the morning, a blissful cascade.

With a song so clear, it paints the day,

A vibrant canvas, in shades of sunray.

The nightingale weaves its lyrical tale,

A melody so haunting, it will never fail

To touch hearts, stir emotions deep within,

A lullaby of dreams, where love has been.

High above, the eagle soars, majestic and free,

Its cry, a mighty anthem for all to see.

A call to the heavens, a song of might,

Inspiring us to reach for greater heights.

The tiny hummingbird, a delicate delight,

Whirring wings, a rapid, enchanting flight.

Its song whispers secrets, known to few,

A treasure to discover, for me and you.

And in the twilight, when the sun has set,

The owl emerges, its melody a duet.

A haunting hoot, a lullaby of the night,

Guiding us through darkness, with wisdom's light.

Oh, the birds' song, a gift from above,

A symphony of nature, an expression of love.

Their melodies weave through the tapestry of time,

A reminder of beauty, in a world so sublime.

So, listen closely, let their songs unfold,

Let them heal your heart, in whispers untold.

For in their melodies, a serenade of grace,

The birds' song lingers, in every special place.