I Wish... Poem by Almedia Knight-Oliver

Taking my early morning stroll
I hear a fluttering sound
Stops to look in the
Direction of the music
Several birds perch on a limb
Pecking themselves in order

Walking four-mile in the park, thinking
And wishing (We) were not in pecking order
Gee! Life is full of things to do, but
My daily walk dominates mines

I wish I were a bird- -wait a minute!
Why a bird, who in his right mind wants to do that?
An open, busy mind, has many thoughts to sort through
Then, finding the distance between me and society's woes

Graceful birds wearing colorful plumages
Singing sweet songs, inspiring artist,
Poets, musicians for years, and still
Still wanting to be free, so the migratory
Bird necessitates complete freedom

When the blustery winter arrives
I will soar far away to a warm clime
To escape the cold realities of life
Some things just don't change.



Spring early 1995…