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The Bird

February 9, 2016
By Thunder9545 BRONZE, Tempe, Arizona
Thunder9545 BRONZE, Tempe, Arizona
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Flapping in the wind
As free as can be
When they make their home in a tree
Hugging the clouds
While they play aloud
Their song of wisdom
While they are never fearsome
With their pride
Which they always abide
They will never hurt
Even on the dirt
Feathers of many
And they don't charge a penny
To see their full beauty
Because it is their duty.


The author's comments:

The Beutiful Bird in the air.


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