500 Birds

500 Birds

500 Birds

Watch them go to take their flight
500 birds migrate in white
Flapping their wings and then just soar
Hope that their bellies food is stored

Such a thought thru weather
That they would stick together
Unstimulated by anything other
Here I sit like a longing mother

Sailing thru the sky so blue
If I could then I would too!
Seems so still to stare out glass
No fresh air, but cooling fast

To feel the breeze or warm air current
That would be a nice deterrent
Not that I should feel so glum
If I were not here, I would be dumb

Since this is way of well-kept peace
The way is paved and worries cease
This is the work of diligent labor
Outside this place, will old age savor?

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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