Darlene Gifford Poet Rhyme

Changing Places

Through a school window,
I watched a bird fly.
It landed on the window sill,
and we stared, eye to eye.

I thought, Oh little bird,
change places with me.
You study geography
and I will fly free.

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Jan Allison October 6, 2014 at 1:13 PM Oh what a charming write - sometimes I wish I had wings and could fly away and escape issues from my life:-( hugs Jan x its a 7 from me Darlene Gifford October 6, 2014 at 2:50 PM I hear you, Jan! But the wings of our imagination will have to do the flying for us. Thanks for the 7. Blessings, Darlene