To Be A Bird

To Be A Bird

© by Bud Lemire on March 25,2006

Spreading my wings, flying high and free

Carry me away to my destiny

A worm for you and one for me

A bird's eye view makes it easy to see

Let's take a rest

Here upon the nest

And sing a happy song of cheer

Thankful for what we have here

Ruffled feathers, spirit be calm and in control

Float upon the air, light as the soul

High among the clouds

Far above the crowds

Gliding on a gentle breeze

Wings moving with such ease

On a solo flight

No flock in sight

To be here in the air

Without a worry or a care

You can't find a word

Of how it feels to be a bird

I always wondered as I

watched, how it feels to

be spreading their wings

and flying off in the air.