'Now, for today's feature attraction! '
I strolled to the shade for a better view.
They were all lined up on a high ledge,
Silhouetted by a sky of Carolina blue.
They stood openly in full attention
I counted them, one, two, and three.
I seemed to hear, 'Ready for Inspection! '
Like feathered soldiers for me to see.
A combination of instinct and practice
Like a toddler learning to walk.
I'm thankful I could witness as
Their time came on nature's clock.
'Ready, set go! ' Each taking their turn,
As they sprang up and fluttered free.
Amazing themselves by this new-found art
Of flying acrobatically.
Gracefully they flew to the branches,
Overhead birds sang out joyfully.
Joining their proud mom and dad
Watching also from that old oak tree.
© Loyd C. Taylor
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
For me, nothing is more entertaining than watching birds at work and at play. Loved your poem.