The Swallow


Swiftly the swallow

Flies through the air

He’s looking for bugs

With nary a care


A flip to the right

Next diving straight down

His lunch is still free

But soon it’ll drown


A tasty repast

Is it’s fate in this life

I guess that’s the reason

There’s never a wife


They breed in the billions

This fast moving fuel

They power the world

For our aerial jewel


Lunch is in sight

For our hero aloft

A feather away

He’s not getting soft


I wonder what goes

Through the head of a bug

As he passes the lips

Of our swallow’s wee mug


Life will continue

In the air, land and sea

And all of it’s creatures

Will continue to be

6 thoughts on “The Swallow

  1. scifihammy

    Lovely poem that really captures the swallow’s flight. 🙂
    Yes, you do have to wonder about the whole ‘circle of life’ thing. While I don’t care much for mosquitoes and bugs, they too have a place in Nature.
    I like your painting too 🙂

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