by L Fenella

I fly over hills and valleys,
Bringing the fresh air of spring,
I pierce the clouds with my beak,
And feel the sun as I sing!

Oh the life of a bird is the best life by far,
I dive and I swoop, I wheel and I call.

So come with the birds,
Who float on the breeze,
Fill your ears and your heart
With the flapping of wings.

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great imagery
by: McCollonough

I love the images that came to my minds eye when I read your poem.

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