Toucans in the Tree
Seven colorful toucans, welcome the sunlight,
They’re eyes are burning, and they want
To blink, but they resist and look on forward,
Towards the new day ahead.
Seven bright toucans, with their long beaks
and their adventurous wings, stand on their branches,
tall, just like their ancestors once did,
battling the same sun.
The toucans rest, and move slightly from side
To side, as if they were dancing a choreograph
Learned in the past. The seven of them move
at the same rhythm, but they have different smiles.
Their colors glow in the sunlight, bright and
Blinding. They know well how to reflect the
Light, they know well, how their colors dance.
They know someone looks at them, from afar.
Seven colorful toucans, reflect the sunlight.
So colorful, they almost become glass.
Seven glass toucans, dance standing in
The sky. And at any time, they could fly.