Dinobirds Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

A rock from space, so big and bad,
Six miles wide, made Earth feel sad.
It crashed down in the ocean blue,
Sixty-six million years, it's true.

Fire and waves, a terrible sight,
Then darkness fell, no sun so bright.
The dinosaurs, so big and strong,
Couldn't live when winter stayed long.

The plants all died, the food was gone,
The giant lizards, where did they run?
They disappeared, no more to see,
Except a few, that lived in a tree.

Those little dinos, small and light,
They learned to fly, and took to flight.
Now we call them birds so free,
The living dinosaurs, for you and me.

The sea monsters, gone the same,
No plesiosaurs to call by name.
Just birds that sing a happy tune,
Dinosaurs still living, beneath the moon.

T.M.Solvang