The White Winged Triller

The female in brown and gray the male's breeding beauty lack
When he is quite a striking white and black
By sight or sound one cannot get him wrong
For he has such a clear and melodious song
Yet in the World of birds they are strangers to fame
The white winged triller is their common name
They do seem rare and in large numbers do not abound
And they feed on insects they find on trees and on the ground
Although them i have been privileged to see
I cannot say that they are familiar birds to me
But the male a leading Nature's minstrel of the Spring
And it is a thing of joy to hear one sing
And were i a poet a poem for them I'd write
That readers would feel happy to read and recite.