Birdsong at Sunset

Listening to the birds out the window inspired me to try my hand at some poetry.

So many birds
All chirping at once,
What do they say?
Hello, goodbye,
Good afternoon, Good day?

They sound so cheerful
So chipper
So pure,
Their songs fill the skies
For miles they can be heard  I’m sure.

Even when danger comes calling,
I note
As they flee
They still sound enchanting as they shout
“Stay away from me!”