To Be A Bird

Flying through the trees

Knowing our wings are free

To fly us towards the unknown


The glow above our bright blue heads

This is a feeling no one dreads

Instead it’s inhaling utter bliss


Oh to be always going the right way

And nothing to fear each day

With only thoughts of flying straight


To not be human and feel terror

Without the worry of constant error

I wish sometimes that was me

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