Composed by: Azm
Copyright ©2010 Azm
Hailstorm that broke through
Yet over within a tick of the clock;
Out swam children to collect a few
None aware the poor birdie was stuck;
They tried to capture the scene in lens
The dazzling flashes thanking the science
A while past the change appeared
Lumps of ice into water had turned
Picture taken was crystal clear
The injured bird hit hard by the hail
In the back yard it laid. Alas! Left there
The path through heaven it’d sail
Mournful faces wished the clock’d struck a bit slow
The poor birdie could be healed; it wouldn’t have to go
Copyright ©2010 Azm
