His Little Place

I look out my window and see a bird in a tree I wish I could join him he looks so free He sits so still He goes anywhere of his own free will I wonder what he thinks when he's up there so far Does he look down on us and wonder what we are? He's still there So peaceful in the air His own little place Soon, he'll be gone with no trace Still, I hope he comes back someday So I can watch him just fly away