Birds

Flying over mountains high,
Sailing through the clear blue sky.
Diving to your favorite tree,
Sharing food with family.
Build a nest of twigs and leaves,
Hoping there will be no thieves.
Wishing on a night time star
To see the sun set from afar.
Drifting off into a sleep,
Holding dreams that you will keep.

by David C. Simon

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