Birds huddle close behind the tree
Sheltering from the storm’s fierce breeze
Cold winds howl and rain beats down
But they are safe, under the tree’s leafy crown
Their feathers ruffled, but unafraid
They wait for the tempest to fade
Nature’s symphony in full swing
The birds wait for another day to sing
The branches sway, a natural dance
The birds endure and await their chance
The storm may rage, but they are wise
Nature provides through her green guise
When the sky clears, they’ll take flight
But for now, they rest tight
In the safety of the green
The birds pray to our great Queen
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