On Birds

On Birds A New Poem Bye Charles(the charlax) Hice Title: On Birds How many species. How many genus. How many categories. How many bird stories. My poetry is simple. And eye am Godly. A Sparrow came to me. Did God make them ugly. Without a doubt they have no hands, to grasp with. A Sparrow is NOT a lizzard. They do NOT slither. They Fly.A Lizzard has no wings they slither. A Sparrow has wings and he can fly, no hands, a beak with which to speak and eat. They eat enough. Eye have seen a bird who eats too many seeds. It was not eye. Eye am a Sparrow,see me fall, but not all of me. Eye can complete my destiny. Mye Love will rest me. She is sweet. A Violet One. -- charlesrhice@ www.poetrypoem.com/charlax