The Migratory Birds

The changing weather when becomes deficient in provisions, The birds are forced for the unwilling and tiring migrations, They are welcomed as colorful birds with a new music of chirping, Look like tourist maidens while attempting the local twittering, Leave behind memories of their dives for an artistic hunting, Some leave and some carry outcome of their lovely dating, They are bid farewell with a lovely rhymed fare well address, They are invited on the next Christmas for a Jesus bless. But when they start settling on the forests of a water full lake The local birds feel their resources are then at the stake They look like ugly invaders and we see a change in the weather Migratory birds are forced either to go back or to migrate further.