Willie Wagtail

As the day dawns and I hear a caw

Something startles me awake 

I look outside and see the sky 

But something catches my eye for its a

Small black Willie Wagtail 

Its high pitch sound rattles the ground 

As I make my way over to the balcony 

And smell the crisp summer air 

I look at the trees and all of their leaves 

I spot the little black bird sitting on the bark

And its feathers are very dark

But on its belly has a white little splotch 

And as I watch in horror I see the bird eating  

A serpent-like slug then I hear it tweeting

After the slurping and all of its chirping 

It turns around to leave

At that moment the black-flecked bird swoops up high

Looks into the distance and flies off into the warm summer's sky