Nest Finding

Hi,

I entered in a school competition and here is the poem that I wrote. I wrote it myself and the theme is flight.

Nest Finding


Oh, on a cold an’ misty night, 
The birds fly out of sight, 
And to see the morning sunlight, 
It would be a delight!

They fly high and low, 
Looking out below, 
There are hunters everywhere, 
Don’t you know!

 They fly into the forest, 
Swerving right to left, 
They’re looking for a home now,  
So they can lay their eggs!

 They partner up and search, 
For a tree that’s perfect, 
And what is this they see, 
It’s a sign they could not read,

I can tell you what it read, 
So listen up, here’s what it said,

‘NO POACHERS ALLOWED,

NO TRESSPASSERS ALLOWED’,

 As I said, they couldn’t read, 
So they carried on flying, flying, flying, 
And this is what they could see, 
Surprising them immensely,

 A dozen birds chirping, 
Upon a single tree, 
But the two little birds, looking for a home, 
Spread their little wings, and kept flying along,

They looked round and round, 
And finally, 
They saw a perfect tree,
Where they could make a nest and rest…

                                                                                                Aadi Gupta