Flying with the Birds

Written by: Steven Mossburg

As night crept softly into my room
My dreams began
to spin

I saw a flock of birds in flight
And I wondered where
they'd been

I Soon was lifted up with them
We soared above
the earth

We sailed beneath the fluffy clouds
And sang with joy
and mirth

We landed back upon the ground
where I stood among
the flock

They looked at me with curious eyes
Some, I think 
were shocked

But as the scene began to fade
It was I who
was amazed

For I had flown with the birds that day
I soared above
and gazed 

Yes! I had flown with the birds that day
And I could really see

I had flown with the birds that day
And I was really free

(for "I dreamed" contest)