Black Cockatoos

The golden sand is home to tiny, red crabs that scuttle gracefully along the wet sand
As the waves sneak up to the shoreline, I run back 
The beautiful beach brings billions of people to relax and bask in the sun
The black cockatoos soar in the sky up above
Crying out their beautiful call

The gorgeous, graceful birds have their amazing glossy plumage on show
They swoop down to the beach then back up into the air 
Their feet are getting ready to land on the hot, soft sand
But first they have to find the perfect spot
One of the majestic birds calls to the others to signal that they have found the perfect resting place 

It lands gracefully but swiftly on the sand
Then another, and another
They all waddle up to the trees near the back of the beach 
They relax under the trees in the shade
What smart birds