Two cuckoos, one chasing another,
Round and round in circles and eights they go,
Enjoying the moments, watching them,
I stay on the sidelines, feeling them.
Crooked chases, going on and on,
It’s been more than five minutes,
It may well pass by another hour,
I’ve got to feel them inside my heart.
Awesome it was to see them make their fly-by,
So much energy there was to see them just go,
Parked they are just next in the tree,
I wonder how their life would be.