Birds Resting and Flighty Horses

Distracted from my book
I begin to look

Around when I spotted a nest
With a bird taking a rest.

What a view that must be
If only I could see

Way up there
Where the weather is fair.

But instead I am down here
As I have this fear

What if I fall from that height
Oh, what a fright!

So here I will stay
I have to write an essay anyway

Sitting out in the sun
Watching the horses run.

I find these horses so neat
With their flighty feet.