An Ode To A Skylark Poem by Royston Allen

I am a little skylark and God made my colour brown.
Some people look upon me and in disappointment frown.
But God has been very wise you see because I have found
That my colour camouflages me whenever I'm on the ground.

I would not change my colour even if I had the choice
For God has given this little skylark a wonderful voice.
People look up in wonder whenever I'm on the wing
as so high in the sky my melodious songs I sing