Sometimes I am a bird
High up in the sky
Hanging on the words
Who and where am I
At least birds are free
Not feeling trapped
Coming and going as they please
Not bound by a strap
This thinking listed above
Is all so very wrong
Cause this is a strap I love
And I am where I belong
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice and sweet poem with beautiful flow.Liked it.