“The soaring bird and I”

Don’t you sometimes wonder,” how is it to be like a  bird?”

You gaze down to everything your eyes could reach

You can go wherever you want to, any moment of the day

Not feel obliged nor hear words of beseech

Don’t you sometimes wish to live like a bird

You have the freedom to breathe while flying high

With things you are not frightened not even worried

You have the full strength to soar the beautiful sky

Don’t you sometimes ask yourself “have I ever lived like a bird?”

Who enjoys every moment of life , not counting hurt

Who sings freely without a feeling of doubt

Who believes in free spirit which



Author : Eureka Bianzon Robey

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