I wish I was a small bird,
Dancing my way through bowers, trees, hills,
Where the breeze caresses the dancing birds,
Dainty dancing moves of graceful, charming gestures,
Whistling through flower beds of pretty hues
Beneath the dynamic Sun God's golden eyelids,
Warmly embracing the graceful dancer with glee!
Rhyme Royal - 7 lines 7 words
Marvellous poem. Birds singing wee enjoy, as my wake-up call. But they dance specifically during their mating season. Each bird has its own style of dancing, for their courtship
Such magnificent beauty and feeling captured here! .. What a beautiful image to drift off and dream to! .. Definite 5 Stars! ..+++++
Thank you, Dr. Geeta, my friend, fir sharing this marvelous poem. A great reminder to all regarding the importance of our winged friends. I can see why this lovely poem had been included in the book entitled Poetic Fantasies. Its great imagery and beautiful poetic expressions are just amazing.
Whenever nwensee birds, they can always lift out spirits with their songs and dances. We derive joy and serenity.
A wonderful poem depicting our lovely winged friends. Their movements/ dances ate so natural like their lovely tune and songs.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So beautiful poem Madam!