The Little Bird Poem by Brittany Gorski

I watch the rain
outside my window
the lightning ripes open the stormy sky
The thunder rattles the house
I sit here
wishing I was the bird
the bird that sits outside
my window in the rain
the bird is so free
it doesn't have to worry
about anything
it would be amazing
to be that little bird
no work, drama, or pain
the little birds world is so simple
so carefree
my world is so confusing
so tireding
I wish I could trade places
just for one day.