Ah! Spain's illustrious Canary Islands!
Life's primal vials shaken by nature's hand
stoked by cloud filled skies framed in rustic blue
giving might to an ocean's sheltered view.
Peering from above, a Chaffinch's quick look,
warming eggs from its twigged and grass lined nook;
the Chiffchaff warbling in its leafy domain
greeting us passersby with a throaty refrain,
Stonechat's sitting with a winking glance
resembling lithe Robins in length and stance.
In each glade uniqueness of specie found;
Berthelot Pipits nesting on the ground,
the Cream-Colored Courser with black striped eyes
pecking at sand under cloud drenched skies,
yellow breasted Gray Wagtail's singing in trills
catching insects beneath a marshy hill,
a male flutters, chirping with manly boasts,
prepared by nature for this day of note,
females listening with discreet charm
while a white-tailed fox causes great alarm!
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