All The Birds Poem by James McLain
All The Birds
Of all the birds I ever knew of one without a cage.
The one that never flew.
Resting left they went away, away but close this one.
The lonely cloud this cloud I might have never been,
because of her it floats in leisure by and by.
Never just the two or three speaking of the we.
From the mountain peak I see our world beneeth the sea.
Winding up around the bottom touch each other and I.
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