The Iridescent Bird.......
by Libby (age 11)
(UK, Preston, Muchoole, Lancashire)
As the sunlight makes my colors bloom,
My iridescent feather wings flap back and forth,
In different angles.
I hover down to take a sip of nectar from the tubular flowers,
I don't hop or walk, i perch only,
And once more my wings are ready to fly again.
As i fly in a horizontal figure eight pattern,
I rise higher and higher,
I see the treetops swaying,
I make a call to say 'I am the Hummingbird!'