As I lay leisurely on ma bed, Beckoning my hubby to come near, Carefully showing him the bird, Decorated in bright colors, Elegant looks, Furious while the catching the prey, Gesturing him to watch the bird Hiding from behind the window, Ink blue colored bird flew from the tree, Jetted in high speed towards the pond, King in fishing, ah ha should admit! Lowering from its height, Made its way, sweeping in the water, Noticed a shiny silvery fish, Opening its beak, it sailed swiftly, Penetrating its beak into the water, Quick and easily catching its prey, Rushing away from the place, Splashing water all around, Tripping up in the air Using its feathery wings, it flew high, Vividly coloring a picture in ones mind With a memory that will never forget Xanthic orangish colored breast and belly, Yelling in satisfaction were its sharp eyes, Zeal to achievement of catching a fish!
Very artistic.. beautiful poem of a beautiful bird.. you did an amazing job on this alphabet acrostic.. you make it look so easy and effortless to write but it would take much to write something like this .. a beautiful poem.
To walk along the shore, leaving behind the footprints for the sea waves to tickle, the cool water washing your legs as you walk by, gentle breeze whiffing your cheek and mildly wavering .. more..