Fly little bird,
this world is yours!
Spread your shy wings and you'll see they weren't shy at all!
Magnificent and strong,
that's what you've become.
Fly little bird,
visit the great skies, the tiny towns,
savour a tasty fly, maybe a fat worm!
Twirl away in branches and twigs,
carry a flower to your beloved too!
Fly high little bird, fast and strong,
see the colours of all the world,
pinks and greens, maybe orange too!
Who knows what tomorrow holds?
You could lose your feathers,
or be fried in butter and red sauce too!
Don't wait for the sun to rise,
fly little bird,
this world is yours!
I would love to read your collection of bird poems, Sj Holland, and thank you for reading mine, hope you have a great day, maybe you should do something exciting today and share it with me!
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Wow! That does sound quite exciting, book projects you say? What sort? I have been trying to put my mind to writing a novel, but I just can't seem to do it. Artwork productions are so fun aren't they? You're quite a busy woman I suppose! Hehe, maybe you should just take a camera with you next time you go for an early morning walk, do a little bird watching and capture them in the pictures.