Meadowlark's Melody Poem

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A meadowlark perched on a swaying reed,
With golden feathers, a sight to heed,
Its throat aflutter, its beak agape,
A song so sweet, it could make hearts escape.
Its melody carried on the breeze,
As it sang its tune with perfect ease,
A symphony of notes, pure and clear,
Delighting all who happened to be near.
Its vibrant voice echoed through the air,
A serenade to nature's grand affair,
A soloist in nature's choir,
Setting the meadow ablaze with fire.
As the sun dipped low, the meadowlark's song,
Softened to a lullaby, gentle and long,
Its wings tucked in as night drew near,
Resting till dawn, when it would reappear.
Oh, Meadowlark, your melody divine,
A treasure in nature's grand design,
A gift to all who pause and hark,
To your sweet and soulful Meadowlark.