On Hearing A Common Bronzewing

The humming coo of the common bronzewing I hear in the woodland nearby Somewhere in the undergrowth hidden of human kind they seem quite shy Yet his low humming coo unmistakeable to his whereabouts a give away They are birds that I do hear often though I don't see them every day Common bronzewings not common to look at on their brown wings they have a bronze sheen And they are quite attractive looking when in the sunlight they are seen Yet they like the quiet shady places away from the noise of the town Inconspicuous by their shyness they are strangers to bird renown They are birds that I don't see often and little of them I do know They hide away in shady places in woods where the rank scrub do grow Yet I do love them for their soft cooing a sound very pleasant to hear They are very wary of humans they fly off if to them you are near The soft humming coo of a common bronzewing I hear in the woodland nearby But I know if I venture near him with loud clap of wings off he'll fly.