Rosy Majesty

In the depths of vibrant plumage, a tale unfolds, A pink bird's visage, a story to be told. With feathers soft as silk, and eyes so bright, It gazes forth, a gentle, loving light. Its beak, a gentle curve, a symbol of grace, A creature of wonder, in a wondrous place. The blue background whispers secrets of the sky, As the bird's soft form, a sense of peace does lie. In this portrait, a moment's beauty shines, A fleeting glance, a heart that's divine. The pink and blue, a harmonious blend, A dance of colors, a true work of art to amend. The texture of feathers, a tactile delight, Inviting the viewer, to step into the light. A symbol of hope, a beacon in the night, The pink bird's portrait, a wondrous, pure delight.