Do birds tuck dreams into their wings when they are soaring in the turquoise sky
Are their dreams of fantastical things like flying to the moon one summer’s night?
And with dried straw to build their nests, do they have a distinct plan in mind
or does it depend on what grasses they gather, and what they are able to find?
Do they know how blessed they are to be able to view earth from above
and to feel the breeze ruffle their feathers as a testament of God’s sweet love?
I believe to be a bird is a beautiful dream it seems.
©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg
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