AllBlue

Bluebird Speak

I sat on the corner

Feet to the ground and head to the sky

Watching birds as they fly,

But then a bird stopped

And from its mouth words dropped,

It said do you like what you see

To enter the sky like fish to the sea,

Stuck to the ground am I

And the bird asked why,

Because I am made that way

Well then who is to say?

That I am bound to the ground

You should know how I get around,

Planes, ships, helicopters and boats

I soar to space and cross any moats,

And what of you bird bound to a colour

A bluebird mistaken for no other

The bird answered

I am content why, would I change

And your excuse for such a wide range?

 

Blue