The young bird

 

There was a young fly

Everyday got up early

And sang a good song

His voice was so good

It carried best melody

It made a harmony

With the wind blew

With the birds sang

It told a good tales

It spread the hope

For new dawn comes

The mother said to him

"Pay attention to the fly

Come from the sky

It may be cowards or eagles

It carries danger at their nibs

So you must play beside

Not go at wide"

The small bird agree

"It said that is o.k.

I don't go wide"

But when he was out

The small female bird came

She said "come to play   

Near the river way"

He said "but it is danger

To go wide from her

Please let's play"

She said "No, it will be safer

To play near the river

We fly under the tree's branches"

They did as they could

The reached near the river

The eagles saw them

They kidnapped the small

They flew at high

The birds annoyed

Two smaller were kidnapped

They will be eaten to their children

The mother came they knew the disaster

 They knew what happened

They asked their God

For save and help

The wind heard their prayers

They moved to help

They blew hard

The eagles were at swirl

They stood on the branch

The sun concentrated the lights

At the birds eyes

They couldn't see

They couldn't know the way

They crashed at each other

The two smaller were returned

They asked their mothers

They cried for forgiveness

They learned important things

Obey your parents

Don't go a wide

Unless you have a guide

Or friend or good relative

Who keeps his eyes

And keep you out of dangerous