Oh, to be a bird.

To be a Bird

Oh to be a bird to fly
On joyful wings, to soar on high,
To leave behind the every-day
To loop and swoop across the bay!

No plodding walk, no daily grind
Just travel far above to find
The skies of blue, the clouds of pearl;
To dance in air, to twist and twirl.

Like pelican to water ski
To calmly rest upon the sea;
Or find a tree and slip away
To sleep at darkening of day.