In the soft embrace of dawn’s gentle hue,
Birds awaken, their songs anew,
Melodies weave through the morning air,
Whispering secrets with tender care.

Feathers ruffle in the crisp morning breeze,
Dancing gracefully among the trees,
Each chirp a note in nature’s grand song,
A harmonious chorus where we belong.

From the towering oaks to the blooming meadows,
Their flight casts enchanting shadows,
An aerial ballet of freedom and grace,
Painting the sky with elegant pace.

As twilight descends and day bids adieu,
The symphony fades, yet remains true,
For in every heart, their song will reside,
A reminder of beauty, far and wide.