Fly little bird
Spread your wings
and take to the air
Fly with free-will
As if no one is there
There you are free
To remind and to delight
With your beautiful heart
and your pure essence
and your graceful flight
Flight is natural to you
as much as you must fight
fight for others as you do
because God put his best in you
My heart touched by the view
View the world in all it's disgrace
all it's vying, and denying
and lack of care and fair
Conflict instead has taken it's place
Casting brokeness upon your light
You light is so bright
it outshines the dark and dim
that you find yourself in
So to flight you must now take
A kinder world you have yet to make
God Bless you on your flight
© James T. Adair
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