My eyes stole sight
Of a little green and yellow bird
With her red lips
Perching on the bright red tinge of petals
Preening her plumes
Swaying in every way windward
She gulped some nectar
Hissed a song
And away it flew.
Birds are the inspiration they took us on the dream world and you saw and described the beauty of birds- My eyes stole sight Of a little green and yellow bird thank you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The imagery is clear, this tiny bird was satisfied and simply went on home.....