The First Flight

I lifted my head from where it was tucked under my wing,

The first chill wind has hit, the winters begin

The force of its gust knocks the leaves out of the tree

As I watch the world momentarily

Swirling in red, orange, and gold

The ground seems sparse, far more than I’ve ever seen before

The flocks have started I need to catch them up

Soaring higher and faster in the sky above.

I feel so nervous, so terrified

This is my first flight towards the southern side.

I need to fly to the south for warmth and food

I will return to my nest once the winter passes by for good

I looked at the sky and the sun

"Tell me where did they begun"

The directions were measured as the sun light show

I flapped my wings and gave a thankful bow

Then with the determination at heart

I flapped the wings and soar to part

Noting all landmarks and my nest here

I will return when the spring is near

I flew higher and higher above,

Across meadows, fields, lakes fountains

Above tall trees and branches

I flapped my wings with force to cross suburb

The chilling wind blew across makes me tired

But I cannot stop, need to find my friends

The setting sun inspired

Up and up above the sky

Across the clouds so high

I need shelter now a hollow-down below

In the tree trunk big enough for me to tuck in

The chill in my spine grew

The muscles felt pain and withdrew

It started drizzling and the shelter was required

I cannot look for food in the deep night!

I crawled inside the hollow quite big enough

To fit me in with my legs crossed

I am happy that I won't have to freeze in the frost.

The first ray of the sun rose red, orange and gold

I went step by step outside and behold....

A gust of chill wet air slapped my face

And I fell with a thump on my face

I rose again tired and frail

I cannot stop now and follow the trail

My friends and relatives left me behind

I have to travel and quicken my find

I pull my strength in my muscles, wings and feather

I need to move however bad is the weather

I search for food on the ground with diverting eyes

I have been flying harder and harder determine to cross whatever lies

Then I see a small rat scrunching in the bush

I swooped down with a woosh!

Landed against the bush, not a difficult catch

When something rushed towards me---a brach!

I stumbled with the sudden attack

I move slowly and slowly back

Then swooped up in the sky through the gushing wind

I tricked the hound, the dirty fiend

Then I engrossed all my strength to fasten my pace

The warmth of the sun said the days were less

I see the green meadows, the lakes and gardens

The greenery as if embraced me to freshen

The beautiful tulips raised their hands towards me

The daffodils waved their tips like waves of sea

The warmth was near,

My muscles gave away

But I had no fear....

Then I saw the tall tree and chirps of different migratory birds

Few flapping the wings and enjoying their flight

I slinked myself in the comfort of the nest

I had finally reached my destination to rest

My eyes felt tired, and I sink on the nest

With my near ones beside me I fall into rest.

The sweet smell of honey, the soothing sunshine

The fresh leaves, flowers and melodious chirping

Filled my ears with sweet wine

Singing the lullaby to make me fall asleep

In the wonderland of dream, I dive into deep.