A Delightful Flight

Amazingly beautiful they looked,
when they flocked back in their group.
The sky was quite dark,
sun was slowly leaving its mark;
the group slowly fluttered its wings.
May be they had thousand miles to flip.
Chitter chatter, they called their friends;
soaring high like a legend.
Graduall, they reached those clouds
I guess, they had someone to scout
to take them back home
sothat they could sleep sound in thier dome.