The Birds In the Meadow

The bird in the meadow is flying so low Trying to soar the widest field of mallow “Looking for something on the ground?” “Tweet,tweettiit tweet!” I heard a crying sound What are you searching, my little friend? “Tweeet, tweet, tweet… “a sad sound I’ve heard I walk slowly… trying to help this little friend “Tweet, tweeett, tweettt?!” sounding like a bird Far in my distance I heard a little cry of a bird "Aha! I guess this is the one we are looking for!" Hop; hop hopping on the itchy field I go “There you are, little fella!” stuck on a shrub so I let it go, Now the two little birds are flying far away from me….