Forever Free

Tue, 03/08/2016 - 11:15 -- BP4563

One day I walked along the beach and found

A wounded bird that lay upon the sand.

I longed to see its safe return to flight

Because I had once felt that pain firsthand.

 

Though once I was content to be tied down

I've realized that it's better to be free.

A bird upon the ground I could have been

But rather in the sky I choose to be.

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