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When a bird flies around in the sky it makes me think.
Where do they go with their freedom?
Do they fly on adventures to secret places,
Or do they just look around and watch us?
Do they wonder what it is like for us,
Earth bound on our feet all day?
Do they love the feel of the wind in their feathers?
Do they experience our feelings?

If they could talk would they tell us stories,
Of where they've been and their feelings?
If they could sing what would it be about?
Would they tell us how they love and live?
If they experienced our feelings, how would it feel,
In their tiny bodies and hearts?
What makes them angry, what makes them sad,
What makes them fall in love?