On Seeing Starlings

Amazing to watch them in unison turn as they fly And their flocks seem to grow bigger as the years go by Mostly dark with a purply sheen when seen in the sunlight The starlings to many are a familiar sight The juveniles to look at are a mottled brown They live in the countryside and in the town They walk fast when searching for insects or slugs on the ground And in large numbers they always seem to abound In large flocks they sing on powerlines or a tree Starlings are birds that one often does see Of human-kind they are quite wary and shy If you try to approach them they are quick to fly Away from you at what is a rapid pace They panic at the sight of a human face.