Birds, creatures of wonder, with feathers so bright,
A symphony of songs, in the morning light.
Their wings, a canvas of beauty, in hues of blue and green,
A gentle rustle, as they take to the scene.

With grace, they soar through skies, their freedom we adore,
Their migrations, a marvel, we can't help but explore.
From tiny hummingbirds, to majestic eagles in flight,
Each species unique, a treasure, a pure delight.

Their chirps and trills, a language, we can't quite define,
A communication, that's theirs, and theirs alone in line.
Their nests, a work of art, a cozy little home,
A place to rest, and raise their young, all their own.

Birds, a symbol of hope, of new beginnings and birth,
A reminder to spread our wings, and embrace life on this earth.
So let us cherish, these creatures of the sky,
And do our part, to protect them, as they fly by.