I'm looking out my window
At the roaring wind and sea
The birds are having a carnival ride
On the updraughts, wish it was me

Thousands of them zipping around
Without a care, wild and free
Swooping and flipping in the pouring rain
Having fun! How can that be?

I wonder what they're feeling
As they're surfing on the air
Do they have a sense of freedom?
Do they think? Do they feel? Do they care?

Poetry by Bella738
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Written on 2009-04-27 at 01:47

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i don't think they do know, feel, or care
which is too bad
because their carnival ride should be appreciated

but you appreciate it ~ and that is the key


This is good, I can see a picture in my minds eye of the birds ducking, and diving in the rain.