I wish I was a bird
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being a bird
I wish I was a bird
There sent from the nest with no teaching at all Instinctively knowing how to fly and fall they eat little grubs and flap in the gusts making the sweetest of sounds giving lovers their lust busy as a bee they jump from tree to tree hiding in their nests so their predators cant see I wish fly with the geese in triangle formation heading south for the winter at a cool plantation the pinkest flamingo fishs slowly in the water Its reminisent of a hard working father hawks, eagles, falcons and all of the rest shine proudly upon the griffens gold plated chest flying up high to the tallest hill top I would yell and scream and never quite stop for to be a bird is the greatest of dreams cause being close to the ground isnt all that it seems |
Submitted on 2006-06-15 10:15:32 Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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| I like the thought of being as free as a bird. flying high in the sky. I like the visions a birds in the poem, I can see them all. well don't just stand there flaping your wings give us more. till I read you again take care. The Poor Man's Poet. | Posted on 2006-06-15 00:00:00 | by Bobby K | [ Reply to This ] | This was a brilliant poem, not to be picky but dont geese fly in a V formation?...anyway, the imagery was awesome. I could really just see birds flying. You explained things so well, from when they fly, and eat and hide and the noises they make. Everything. Nice job! | inkpen | Posted on 2006-06-15 00:00:00 | by inkpen | [ Reply to This ] | |
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