a birds eye view

a free verse poem from a birds eye view

Flapping my wings i take to the sky
High above the tree i was just perched on
The breeze ruffles my feathers
All below looks so small
With only a few clouds above
Its quite up so high so i sing my self a pretty little tune
I slowly descend back to my tree as darkness starts take over
I settle down my nest for a good nights sleep