Birdie, The Strongest Snatcher of Liberty !!!
O Birdie, thou art Her creation for the Vermilion Skies With deep iridescent black feathers and onyx eyes And a black velvety tail like the veil of the new moon night. Thou hum hymns for Her from here for heavenly delight. Sky stirs from slumber, stretching and yawning long, Thou art Nature's grand awakening with thy song Thine is a soft plumage with pious touch of Him Thine is a dark beak with many layers of His cream O Birdie, thou art the mystery of magical mango trees Concealed among crimson and deep green Natural appeas Thou art the swinger of the green jungle's joyous peak Nostalgic child in me remembers thy hide and seek. O Birdie, the best host of all seasons-the Spring Why thou look'd so poor, the future queen of a king ? How thy hatcher died during thy furious first flight ? How thy cruel caging began with a torturous plight ? Thy fall was seen by a man, a foe of Nature Who calmly came closer in the ...