In the dawn’s early light, they take their flight,
Wings spread wide, embracing the sky,
A harmony of colors, a song of delight,
As they soar through the heavens, they never ask why.

The gentle breeze carries their tune,
A whisper of freedom, a promise of dreams,
Below, the earth watches, in a silent swoon,
Enchanted by their grace, their delicate schemes.

Through clouds and sun, through rain and snow,
Their journey is endless, their spirit unbound,
With every flap, with every crow,
They stitch the sky, with a love profound.

Oh, to be a bird, to see the world from above,
To feel the wind beneath your wings,
To dance with the stars, and sing of love,
In the vast expanse, where freedom rings.