Destroyed
By Olivia B
Published 10 April 2024
I fly over your head,
A lime green beauty
A small spot of orange on my belly
My wings, a mixture of cobalt blue and steel grey
I’m described as a petite, colourful and radiant bird
I sit on my special branch, guarding my eggs
Perched, watching the wind gently blowing around me
The waves softly crashing on the sand near me
The sun beaming down on me, glowing with a warm hue
Such a peaceful, calming day
A deafening buzz comes out of nowhere
One by one, all of my eggs fall out of the nest
I fly off the branch before the tree can collapse on me
My home, destroyed
My eggs, destroyed
I started to fly but I didn’t know where
Where to go or where to stay
Where to eat or where was safe
All I knew was that here
Wasn’t home anymore