Oh, rise, my king!
Your wings are as big as a gold and silver crown.
You reach up to the white and blue sky.
You soar between two white mountains.
You fly down through the clouds.
Your eyes are pretty diamonds in the sky.
You have a beak that is as strong as a silver needle.
You have feathers that are prettier than white moonlight.
You know what is wrong and what is right.
I will protect your lovely pointy beak and your
shiny brown tail. I will bring you food and
water from the stream. I will listen to your bird
language. Oh, wise king of the birds!
by Liza, 2nd grade
art by James Pearson