
Swept-back wings cut through the air
Acrobatic feats in a clear blue sky
Effortlessly snatching insects mid-flight
While at dizzying speeds they do fly
Swifts a bird so aptly named
As overhead they streak by
Omen of the season’s change
Summer’s arrival they imply
Padre
Well done!
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I like your rhyme scheme, it adds flow and a sensation of speed.
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Good descriptive words for a small wonder that is the swift.
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