Little Birds

September 4, 2009
20,000 birds in flight
The song of their flapping wings,
Painted delicately in the sky
The magic of it all

Small wishes
The souls of those deceased
Riding up to Heaven on the wings of an angel
The magic of it all

Watching the stillness, having it move in my head
All the canvas painted blue and white, swirling in my mind
Thoughts of the world as the birds see it
The magic of it all

Little birds and little hopes
Fly above our head
Not just paintings hung by a string
But the reality

And the magic of it all

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Centennial C. said...
Sept. 17, 2009 at 2:29 pm
I really like this poem. I think it is what it claims to be: simple and beautiful. Keep writing magic like this!
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