Stork

The Stork Flies 

The Stork Flew
Over the fields and countryside 
To the city
He did go
Always looking down

His Catch was heavy
Weighing him down
Onwards to his destination
On heavy wings he did fly

There’s his place to go
Down he swooped
Quietly he went
Back to the sky he did soar
Lighter by far

Awake she came
A sound she could hear

The sound of a beautiful baby