In gardens lush with blossoms bright, Amidst the nectar’s sweet delight, A tiny bird with wings so quick, Comes flitting by, a humming stick.
Its beak so long, its feathers bright, A jewel-like flash within my sight, A whirring sound, so fast it flies, A moment’s beauty for my eyes.
With speed and grace, it hovers near, A dance of life, so free, so clear, Its wings a blur, a hummingbird, A treasure in the garden heard.
With sweetest nectar in its beak, A moment’s pause, a sip, a treat, Then off it goes, a flash of green, A moment’s beauty, yet unseen.
Oh hummingbird, with wings so light, A symbol of life’s sheer delight, A reminder to slow down and see, The beauty in life’s harmony.
