Avian Freedom - Poem by Morgan Phillips
The birds in the sky,
Have a freedom they cannot deny.
They have been given the green light
To fly high, high from anyone’s sight.
Avian permission, a gift from Gods will.
What music they make, that melodic shrill.
Spread your wings as far as they can go,
And all of the world, they will know.
This wingspan of life ever so wide.
Only lead shot can silence this pride.
Threatened only by a shadows kiss.
This is the life that the rest of us miss.
It makes us want to grow, develop wings.
This proves the fact, we only want impossible things.
No matter, we can lead by example.
This perfect life we will never sample.
Watching for birds, we will take a walk.
Time is the only factor, hurry up. Tick Tock
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