The Life of a Magpie

Cracking, flapping and scrapping

The mother feeding the child

The infant calling for more, as they riled

Soaring, roaming and croaking `

Their song reverberates throughout the blue

 It is divine, I’m being true 

Chirping, lurking and working 

Their wings cover the sky 

As they gracefully fly 

Resting, infesting and blessing 

Their legs lying on a branch as they perch 

The bird seems like it’s merged 

Pecking, flecking and checking 

Black as the midnight sable

White as an ivory fable

Squawking, stalking and gnawing

Their optics journey across the surroundings

The prey not accounting

This is the life cycle of a magpie

Remember the way they look and fly