Ruby-Crowned Kinglet
Little king I see your crown
A ruby spot next to the brown
There as you fly from limb to limb
In the sun as day begins
There by a tranquil lake
a swan swims with style and grace
Trumpeting out to those around
That the little king is making rounds
And the procession goes down a trail
Where they honor you as well
And call out as you pass along
With adoration for your song
And on a special spring time day
You flit around as the citizens wave
They happy to get a glimpse of you
That makes them feel important too
To your destination you arrive
Where other royalty resides
The little princes in their nest
With their little ruby crests