Three little birds
Heading high
Poets in the sky
Thrilling music
Fills the air
Little showers of dazzling sound
drizzling down upon the moor
Like gentle summer rain
Falling on the glossy plover
And though it's cold
And the wind blows over
The Wheatears are arrived
A flash of White
Against the wall
And the mighty Swallows
Will soon be here
To answer summers call
#CoSopoetry