Aves

Lately,
I’ve
Heard
The
Noisiest
Bird,
Which
High
Off
The
Ground,
Orders
The
Other
Birds
Around,
But
They
Don’t
Care.
It
Flies
High
Everywhere
With
Scolds
And
Sharp
Cries,
And
I Search
For
It
Above
The
Place,
But
Up
In
Leafy
Space,
It’s
Hard
To
See
What
It
Might
Be,
A
Winged
Dragon
Or
A
Mighty
Hawk
With
A
Giant
Squawk?
I Can’t
Say,
But
One
Day
It
Will
Get
Bored
And
Go
Away.