I flew in
Sat still
Ate a little
Content
Perched up high
I catch an eye
Minding my own business
With little care
How I love to fly
So free
Which way shall I go
No need to follow
Many companions standing by
Some feisty and restless
Others calm and subtle
What mood am I in
Strange those other beings
Always so busy
In such a hurry
Do they ever stop
I sit and watch them
Running, riding and gliding by
Moving, moving and moving some more
Always squawking to themselves it seems
It’s a beautiful day
Do they notice
Do they care
Do they appreciate
Those silly beings
I’m glad I’m me
So content
So free
Barton West
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