Birds

Feathers and wings Ducks or penguins Macaws and cuckoos Birds of all types Each of them mesmerize And I watch them in awe When they fly And eagles high in their nest And the way owls rest Bat with there wings Blanketed around to sleep Funny as it seems To hang upside down If I was a bird I might want to be A flamingo or a nightingale Or a pigeon maybe Its the wings that I want To fly around To feel the wind in my wings When the journey never ends It just begins A bird from the neighborhood Nothing fancy I would be any one from them If I could be