I was walking alone in a lonely place <br />With a cute smile that's always on my face <br />When I heard the birds singing like a choir <br />Loud but soft that you will surely admire <br />I slipped my hands in my pockets with glee <br />Listening to their song delightedly <br />The wind was giggling without any blare <br />Afraid to frighten the sounds here and there <br />I noticed that the flowers were smiling <br />Their petals and leaves were blithely clapping <br />Above them were the jazzy butterflies <br />Circling freely with their black tiny eyes <br />In a glimpse I saw something different <br />It looks like tiny birds that's heavensent <br />Their wings were shining like a crystal clear <br />Their feathers were bright like a silver tear <br />Oh! How lovely they are flying in one line <br />Singing joyfully in a big blue pine <br />But as they flew high like Santa's reindeer <br />One by one they fell down and disappear<br /><br />Myla Rose Gigante<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-tiny-silver-birds-in-a-blue-pine/
