They twittered,
fluffing and preening.
Calling to each other.
As the sun moved across the sky,
time became a priority.
They began to flap,
trilling and pecking.
Facing to book those unprepared.
Until it was the moment for them
to fly out into the world.
The first birds glowed in their finery.
Vying for position,
they entered the school disco.
They the first.
These little pretty preening twittering birds
ready for the music.
Ready where they belong.
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