Oh Soaring birds

Way up high 

Riding the wind

Chasing rainbows

The sky is your playground

An aerial glider park

Free of rules

No traffic controllers

You come daily at dawn

In large groups

To watch the sunrise

Shooting the breeze

Wantonly hanging out

With your friends

Riding the thermals

Making fast turns

Diving between high rises

Dancing and swirling 

Trying to impress

Looking for a date

Searching for a mate

Love on wings

Living the high life

I want to be in your gang