Birds Poem by Donald R Wolff JR

Nothing more could ever please
The sun that shines and birds who sing
Trees a swaying in the breeze
My love of loves so close to me

I set myself upon a stump
There in trees, I watch them fly
Chipper chatter as they speak
Little birds of many kinds

I wish that I could be a bird
Then fly high up above and see
Looking down upon the Earth
Happy to be free

Little birds of whom are loved
I wish upon a dream
For now I am a little bird
Happy in a tree

(11/06/2023)