In the dawn’s first light, they rise so high,
Wings of freedom, they paint the sky.
A chorus of chirps, a melody so sweet,
Nature’s orchestra, no one can beat.

Through forests dense and valleys wide,
They glide with grace, on the wind’s soft tide.
Colors so vivid, a feast for the eyes,
In their flight, the spirit flies.

As dusk approaches, they find their rest,
In nests so snug, they settle their quest.
The stars above, their lullaby sings,
Dreaming of dawn and the joy it brings.

Oh, birds of the sky, so wild and free,
You teach us to soar, to just let it be.
With every flap, with every song,
You remind us where our hearts belong.