If I were a Bird

If I were a bird, I'd be happy and free.

Flying, soaring, diving, whee!

I'd never have to walk again.

Whenever I get tired, then,

I'd fly to the treetops, way up high,

And sit as close as I can to the sky.

In the animal world, there's no currency,

So I can eat and get what I want for free!

I'd play with squirrels and chipmunks, I could.

I'd play hide and seek with a deer, I would.

I'd have no limit to where I can fly.

I'd go to Hawaii, I wouldn't be shy.

I'd love to be a bird, it would be great!

But it wouldn't be so cool if I ate

Worms and bugs every day, I'd get sick.

I wouldn't have pizza, or ice-cream to lick.

I'd have to sleep standing. I'd miss my bed,

And my pillow, were I could rest my poor head.

My home would be a nest. It's really quite plain

That this kind of house can't keep out the rain.

Besides, I'd miss my family and friends.

If only I could be with them again.

So when you come to the point, I think it would be

In my best interest if I was just me.

And when I get that longing, haven't you heard?

I'll soon be getting my very own pet bird.

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Originally written: February 2, 2006.

When I was 15 years old.

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This is only part 1. It's supposed to be coupled with this poem.