Treasure Island

Plague Rose

Bird Out My Window

I look out my window, I see a bird dancing atop branches of trees. Minding its own business, doing only what it wants. The bird will not sing nor will it dance when in a cage. Only when free shall the bird sing and dance. On its own terms shall it be free and do whatever it chooses to do. It will eat when hungry, sleep when tired, and fly away when it feels it is right to leave. The little bird that sings and dances, flying through the air so peaceful, so beautiful. Diving in when the coast is clear, flying out when shadowed in fear. A smart little bird singing, dancing, flying away. Doing what it wishes, day after day.

Submitted: Friday, February 03, 2012
Edited: Saturday, April 28, 2012
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