birdsongA Poem by spayne94Flying high, flying free, Is all I wish to be, A glimmering ray of sunshine is my dream, A glittering soul is what I will be, Like a bird flying fast and spinning in spirals, All around me fast and slow, I look up to the bird of paradise, For she is stronger than I, But one day I will be this bird of love, Treated gently and being free. © 2014 spayne94 |
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