Jewels in the air, fluttering of Olympian wings,
oh tiny bird so fair, removes care of Earthly things.
Some take note of you, and some others not,
each and every sight is a wonder that can’t be bought.
Chirp and chatter, song out of human range,
small sonic booms from a champion flier, beyond gravitational chains.
Energetic but desperate, be smart and eat well,
the grief over your fall would be greater than I can tell.
Needle-beak wielded cleverly in territorial fights,
but you own the responsibilities along with the rights.
Pollinator which does not sting, will you please stay?
Passionate and so hardworking, you sow beauty on your way.
Thank you God for a bird so true
I love you so and need you, too