A Bird on a Summer's Day

September 9, 2011
To be a bird on a summer’s morn,
Waking up to the sun,
Alive and warm.
To hear the chick’s feeble cry,
“I’m off to find food!”
And I take to the sky.

To be a bird on a summer’s day,
Not a care in the world,
Simply chirping away.
To shake with fright as the black bird crows,
Or to be the one scaring if another comes too close.

To be a bird on a summer’s eve,
To feel myself rise on a gentle breeze.
Relaxing alone on a sturdy branch,
Or to fly back home,
And make it by chance.

The life of a bird on a summer’s day?
None but they can explain or say.

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half.noteThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Dec. 30, 2011 at 10:31 pm
Made me smile. Really great!
Acastillo said...
Nov. 17, 2011 at 5:26 pm

It was really nice, I wish i could be a bird on a summers day!


MidnightNow1127 replied...
Nov. 17, 2011 at 8:39 pm
Thanks a bunch!
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