Bird

There she glides & there she goes

Along the westward flowing wind

Going up and then down, she flows

Like she’s a part, heart and mind

 

There she goes, taking to flight

With wings wide open, she rise

Those majestic wings in its might

Soaring high through the skies

 

Down, she comes, at her best

Straight ahead, down she goes

Until she came, down to rest

In the meadow green, that grows

 

Resting she is, she’s tired is right

But no time is left, she had swore

And so again, she took on flight

To see the world, that is more

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