Beautiful Parrot

I live in a place                                                                    

Far from home

I dream of my home

As I swoop by

Always I see

My prey

I cross other animals

But I always look out

For my prey.

  

I smell

The freshness of the air.

The scent of flowers

All these things

Remind me of home.

The predators.

Often I fly

In the canopy

Sometimes I see

Other birds fluttering away

I love my colours

On my wings

Most of the birds want me to be

King of the birds.

Never when I’m flying

I go where I don’t want to

I always sense if the ground is shaking

My hearing is good

I can hear the wind blowing

Branches snapping

Alligators drumming.