A Walk at the Zoo
by Abbey Lantis
Moving as slow as a turtle
they walk around the zoo.
When they fan out their feathers,
it’s like a show of eyes
that ward off predators
in a colorful disguise.
As blue as the sea
as green as the trees
their feathers trail behind them.
Their feathers like a ballerina
so elegant and frail.
The beak like a pointy thorn
opens up for a squawk like a horn.
They act as proper as kings and queens,
protecting their eggs like treasure.