Well, thoughts are things and birds have wings,
Feathers come from geese and egret
The sparrow trills,the robin sings
And crows caw too loud in regret.
The skylark sings when sailing high
As falcons swoop from lofty nest
The hawk, he zooms up in the sky
Although I think the owl’s the best !
The lonely dove does pine for love
While the eagle mates forever
The world is round, blue skies above
Can that change the outcome, never !
The winds that blow and bring us snow
Seem without rhyme or reason
And force most birds to southward go
Till we reach a better season !