Friday, April 9, 2010

Birds

Birds
As a child, 
I'd run after birds,
though fields of grass growing wild.

Up, went the birds.
Up, into the sky.
Oh how beautiful they fly.


Oh why can't I join them?
Flying free?
They look so graceful.
They look oh so peaceful.
So very beautiful...

Why am I tethered to this Earth?
Without such magnificent wings?

As a child, 
I'd run after birds,
though fields of green grass growing wild,
Just to see them fly,
All the way up into the sky.
Found via Google this is not mine.

I wrote this. Ana gave me inspiration. haha. We were talking about how we like chasing birds. ^_^

1 comment:

  1. Wooooooooooo! I did! -chuckles- Glad I helped =)

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