mercoledì 29 agosto 2012

Birds are my new heros




Birds they don't dream but  fly instead.
And do not need much to image,
they come to see the world from ahead.

Sure they  wish to travel waters in their depths
and meet  slow movements of blind friends,
or sometimes  play as they for once could  be a cat,
showing off sharp weapons and cruel acts.

They build with their companions a jolie nest
but never fear not to be free,
 this thing they know could never be.

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