Songbirds

In Spring and Summer they welcome the dawn at daybreak And by their songs many of them we cannot mistake The songbirds of Nature live all around me They sing it is said to proclaim territory In all sorts of places their nests to be found On shed rafters bushes and trees and even on the ground Yet some species of local songbirds are becoming rare And extinction is rife in the big World out there The carolling lark in the clear morning sky He grows tinier and tinier as upwards he does fly 'Til lost in the Universe from view he disappear His beautiful music one can still plainly hear Not hard to recognize them by sight or by song The songbirds of Nature one should not get wrong.