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.