Birdbath
The mayas singing joyously
Chirping from tree to tree
Oh, what a lovely day they bring
While dipping their tiny heads in water
They flutter their wings
Tiny feathers blown by the wind like smithereens
They're one of most precious creatures on earth to watch.
I never took my eyes away from them
Till they soar way way up high.
I was wondering, will they ever come back?
Next morning... alas and behold,
Like cherubs from heaven
I hear their tiny chirps
I look out the window, and there they are
Dipping their heads in birdbath
Flapping their wings, talking and singing
Happy to be back again.
With so much jubilation and excitement,
I sing and whistle with them.
