My little autumn bluebirds,
It's getting cold outside;
Shouldn't you be heading south,
Where from winter you can hide.

I'll miss your lovely blue,
As you fly around the yard;
I know you love your space,
But always be on guard.

You have a special beauty,
Unlike others that I know;
Your flight seems like a dance,
But don't stay for the snow.

Your song fills my heart with joy,
It's such a beautiful sound;
Songs are written about your trill,
I love having you around.

My little autumn bluebirds,
Head south where it is warm;
I'll see you again in spring,
When weather can do no harm.