Birds

When I was young sky's were full

Skylarks, House Martins plenty-full.

What an amazing delightful sight

Swifts, Swallows in full flight.

The dynamic Swifts I remember well

together though a little pell mell.

Flocks of them owned the sky

superb aeronautics flying high.

Only once I found one out

this superstar of flight in doubt.

In rough grass a beaten thing

short of leg, long on wing.

It looked a very sorrowful sight,

this was much to my delight.

A chance to get close to him

in my hand not on the wing.

Mute, with nothing to say,

docile on the day.

I released him, let him fly

before long a speck in the sky.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rd3NlfbA7yQ