If I were a bird,
I would fly above the trees.
The thought alone puts me at ease.
If I were a bird, I would be free.
Imagine what it would feel like
to have the world beneath your wings.
The wind so cold,
leaving a chilling breeze.
I’d land on a branch and just freeze.
And they would bow to me,
For I am their queen.
I’m a creature so elegant
That if I were a bird,
I would be free.
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A poem about wanting to be free.