Parrots on Silk
Parrots sit, in the calm branches,
Thinking of far lands they once
Visited. The street is empty, and the
Parrots know, the day is still awaking.
Parrots under a bright blue sky,
Their colors shining under the strong
Sun. Who will fly first, is hard to know,
As the parrots look in the distance.
Parrots on a silk background,
Waiting to take flight, how long does
It take to decide to flight?
They balance their heads, carefully
And methodically, like an old dance.
Their wings want to join too.
Parrots about to fly,
Into the good and distant day.
But for one more second they sit,
In their world made of silk