Blue bird in the tree you are wild and free what is flying like, it has to be fun soaring free in the summer sun flying about in the open air you can go anywhere how I wish I were thee flying so free, blue bird in the tree shed a tear for me.
Lovely poem. Simply lovely. I loved how you made it rhyme! Especially the last part...thee and free and tree and me....beautiful word choices. The last part made me want to laugh and cry at the same time. Bravo, Ghost! Very, very emotional poem.
A very beautiful poem that ends on a sad note I think most can understand. We'd all like to fly away from our lives at some point. I enjoyed your most lovely poem.
I've been writing since 1984.
I write poems, stories, lyrics & string haikus in a variety of genres: Horror, Nature, Inspirational, Comedy, Sexual, etc... Variety is what you will find here.
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