First Calling Of Nature

Write Eleven Beautiful Lines Poetry Contest Constance La France "A rush of excitement fills the air as their maiden voyage comes to a climax." By author Up in the sky, baby seagulls leave the crib Taking virgin wings to the blue skies and puffs of clouds The siblings' baby steps come without a rattle Only a blanket of wind at their backs As they glide from their playbox in search of silver Below, they see their mother lode A pacifier, a fishermen's boat netting jumping sardines Together, the seagulls fall from their highchair And dive towards their food chain That they'll hang on their dinner table with all the silverware With their catches, the seagulls return home with their calling