The Song of the Seagull

Seagulls, the scavengers of the beach:
They eat everything and anything,
They fight over the tiniest morsel
Like it was life itself.
Gulls are noisy, ill-mannered,
And if you feed them, they mob you.
Yet
Seagulls look so graceful in flight,
So beautiful hanging in the air,
Defying the sweeping wind
Who tries to brush them away.
Gulls' white feathers gleaming
Against the blue.
Seagulls' raucous cries assault our ears:
Only another gull hears the music.

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