Fire Red Bird

There is a little red bird inside of me, dying to fly up to the sky.

She dares to sing, red wings against the sky like wings of fire.

Author's Note

The Fire in me, by Bojan Jevtic'

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I want to be a hawk. Live in Upper Michigan where few people live. I loved the poem my friend. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[light and ashes]

that is a beautiful thought.....thank you, Coyote.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my dear friend.