A birding journal, soft and wide
Where feathers and stories reside
With ink and pen, the world unfolds
A quiet keeper of tales untold
Each page a canvas, fresh and bright
For sightings of dawn’s first light
A flash of charm, a call so clear
The chorus of nature drawing near
With every note and every sketch
A memory stitched, a perfect fetch
The warbler’s song, the eagle’s flight
Captured beneath the day’s soft light
Through seasons’ change and winds that shift
Your birding journal will be a special gift
A chronicle of moments, fleeting, small
Yet in these pages, they stand tall
So write, and draw, and note the sky
For birds may pass, but they never die—
In the heart of a journal, always stay
A reminder of nature’s fleeting display.
